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'
Gandalf
!
'
Éomer
exclaimed
.
'
Gandalf
Greyhame
is
known
in
the
Mark
:
but
his
name
,
I
warn
you
,
is
no
longer
a
password
to
the
king
's
favour
.
He
has
been
a
guest
in
the
land
many
times
in
the
memory
of
men
,
coming
as
he
will
,
after
a
season
,
or
after
many
years
.
He
is
ever
the
herald
of
strange
events
:
a
bringer
of
evil
,
some
now
say
.
'
Indeed
since
his
last
coming
in
the
summer
all
things
have
gone
amiss
.
At
that
time
our
trouble
with
Saruman
began
.
Until
then
we
counted
Saruman
our
friend
,
hut
Gandalf
came
then
and
warned
us
that
sudden
war
was
preparing
in
Isengard
.
He
said
that
he
himself
had
been
a
prisoner
in
Orthanc
and
had
hardly
escaped
,
and
he
begged
for
help
.
But
Théoden
would
not
listen
to
him
,
and
he
went
away
.
Speak
not
the
name
of
Gandalf
loudly
in
Théoden
's
ears
!
He
is
wroth
.
For
Gandalf
took
the
horse
that
is
called
Shadowfax
,
the
most
precious
of
all
the
king
's
steeds
,
chief
of
the
Mearas
,
which
only
the
Lord
of
the
Mark
may
ride
.
For
the
sire
of
their
race
was
the
great
horse
of
Eorl
that
knew
the
speech
of
Men
.
Seven
nights
ago
Shadowfax
returned
;
but
the
king
's
anger
is
not
less
,
for
now
the
horse
is
wild
and
will
let
no
man
handle
him
.
'
'
Then
Shadowfax
has
found
his
way
alone
from
the
far
North
,
'
said
Aragorn
;
'
for
it
was
there
that
he
and
Gandalf
parted
.
But
alas
!
Gandalf
will
ride
no
longer
.
He
fell
into
darkness
in
the
Mines
of
Moria
and
comes
not
again
.
'
'
That
is
heavy
tidings
,
'
said
Éomer
.
'
At
least
to
me
,
and
to
many
;
though
not
to
all
,
as
you
may
find
,
if
you
come
to
the
king
.
'
'
It
is
tidings
more
grievous
than
any
in
this
land
can
understand
,
though
it
may
touch
them
sorely
ere
the
year
is
much
older
,
'
said
Aragorn
.
'
But
when
the
great
fall
,
the
less
must
lead
.
My
part
it
has
been
to
guide
our
Company
on
the
long
road
from
Moria
.
Through
Lórien
we
came
-
of
which
it
were
well
that
you
should
learn
the
truth
ere
you
speak
of
it
again
-
and
thence
down
the
leagues
of
the
Great
River
to
the
falls
of
Rauros
.
There
Boromir
was
slain
by
the
same
Orcs
whom
you
destroyed
.
'
'
Your
news
is
all
of
woe
!
'
cried
Éomer
in
dismay
.
'
Great
harm
is
this
death
to
Minas
Tirith
,
and
to
us
all
.
That
was
a
worthy
man
!
All
spoke
his
praise
.
He
came
seldom
to
the
Mark
,
for
he
was
ever
in
the
wars
on
the
East-borders
;
but
I
have
seen
him
.
More
like
to
the
swift
sons
of
Eorl
than
to
the
grave
Men
of
Gondor
he
seemed
to
me
,
and
likely
to
prove
a
great
captain
of
his
people
when
his
time
came
.
But
we
have
had
no
word
of
this
grief
out
of
Gondor
.
When
did
he
fall
?
'
'
It
is
now
the
fourth
day
since
he
was
slain
,
'
answered
Aragorn
,
'
and
since
the
evening
of
that
day
we
have
journeyed
from
the
shadow
of
Tol
Brandir
.
'
'
On
foot
?
'
cried
Éomer
.
