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'
We
shall
see
,
'
said
Éomer
.
'S
o
many
strange
things
have
chanced
that
to
learn
the
praise
of
a
fair
lady
under
the
loving
strokes
of
a
Dwarf
's
axe
will
seem
no
great
wonder
.
Farewell
!
'
With
that
they
parted
.
Very
swift
were
the
horses
of
Rohan
.
When
after
a
little
Gimli
looked
back
,
the
company
of
Éomer
were
already
small
and
far
away
.
Aragorn
did
not
look
back
:
he
was
watching
the
trail
as
they
sped
on
their
way
,
bending
low
with
his
head
beside
the
neck
of
Hasufel
.
Before
long
they
came
to
the
borders
of
the
Entwash
,
and
there
they
met
the
other
trail
of
which
Éomer
had
spoken
,
coming
down
from
the
East
out
of
the
Wold
.
Aragorn
dismounted
and
surveyed
the
ground
,
then
leaping
back
into
the
saddle
,
he
rode
away
for
some
distance
eastward
,
keeping
to
one
side
and
taking
care
not
to
override
the
footprints
.
Then
he
again
dismounted
and
examined
the
ground
,
going
backwards
and
forwards
on
foot
.
'
There
is
little
to
discover
,
'
he
said
when
he
returned
.
'
The
main
trail
is
all
confused
with
the
passage
of
the
horsemen
as
they
came
back
;
their
outward
course
must
have
lain
nearer
the
river
.
But
this
eastward
trail
is
fresh
and
clear
.
There
is
no
sign
there
of
any
feet
going
the
other
way
,
back
towards
Anduin
.
Now
we
must
ride
slower
,
and
make
sure
that
no
trace
or
footstep
branches
off
on
either
side
.
The
Orcs
must
have
been
aware
from
this
point
that
they
were
pursued
;
they
may
have
made
some
attempt
to
get
their
captives
away
before
they
were
overtaken
.
'
As
they
rode
forward
the
day
was
overcast
.
Low
grey
clouds
came
over
the
Wold
.
A
mist
shrouded
the
sun
.
Ever
nearer
the
tree-clad
slopes
of
Fangorn
loomed
,
slowly
darkling
as
the
sun
went
west
.
They
saw
no
sign
of
any
trail
to
right
or
left
,
but
here
and
there
they
passed
single
Orcs
,
fallen
in
their
tracks
as
they
ran
,
with
grey-feathered
arrows
sticking
in
back
or
throat
.
At
last
as
the
afternoon
was
waning
they
came
to
the
eaves
of
the
forest
,
and
in
an
open
glade
among
the
first
trees
they
found
the
place
of
the
great
burning
:
the
ashes
were
still
hot
and
smoking
.
Beside
it
was
a
great
pile
of
helms
and
mail
,
cloven
shields
,
and
broken
swords
,
bows
and
darts
and
other
gear
of
war
.
Upon
a
stake
in
the
middle
was
set
a
great
goblin
head
;
upon
its
shattered
helm
the
white
badge
could
still
be
seen
.
Further
away
,
not
far
from
the
river
,
where
it
came
streaming
out
from
the
edge
of
the
wood
,
there
was
a
mound
.
It
was
newly
raised
:
the
raw
earth
was
covered
with
fresh-cut
turves
:
about
it
were
planted
fifteen
spears
.
Aragorn
and
his
companions
searched
far
and
wide
about
the
field
of
battle
,
but
the
light
faded
,
and
evening
soon
drew
down
,
dim
and
misty
.
By
nightfall
they
had
discovered
no
trace
of
Merry
and
Pippin
.
'
We
can
do
no
more
,
'
said
Gimli
sadly
.
'
We
have
been
set
many
riddles
since
we
came
to
Tol
Brandir
,
but
this
is
the
hardest
to
unravel
.
I
would
guess
that
the
burned
bones
of
the
hobbits
are
now
mingled
with
the
Orcs
'
.
It
will
be
hard
news
for
Frodo
,
if
he
lives
to
hear
it
;
and
hard
too
for
the
old
hobbit
who
waits
in
Rivendell
.
Elrond
was
against
their
coming
.
'
