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By
the
White
Hand
!
What
's
the
use
of
sending
out
mountain-maggots
on
a
trip
,
only
half
trained
.
Run
,
curse
you
!
Run
while
night
lasts
!
'
Then
the
whole
company
began
to
run
with
the
long
loping
strides
of
Orcs
.
They
kept
no
order
,
thrusting
,
jostling
,
and
cursing
;
yet
their
speed
was
very
great
.
Each
hobbit
had
a
guard
of
three
.
Pippin
was
far
back
in
the
line
.
He
wondered
how
long
he
would
be
able
to
go
on
at
this
pace
:
he
had
had
no
food
since
the
morning
.
One
of
his
guards
had
a
whip
.
But
at
present
the
orc-liquor
was
still
hot
in
him
.
His
wits
,
too
,
were
wide-awake
.
Every
now
and
again
there
came
into
his
mind
unbidden
a
vision
of
the
keen
face
of
Strider
bending
over
a
dark
trail
,
and
running
,
running
behind
.
But
what
could
even
a
Ranger
see
except
a
confused
trail
of
orc-feet
?
His
own
little
prints
and
Merry
's
were
overwhelmed
by
the
trampling
of
the
iron-shod
shoes
before
them
and
behind
them
and
about
them
.
They
had
gone
only
a
mile
or
so
from
the
cliff
when
the
land
sloped
down
into
a
wide
shallow
depression
,
where
the
ground
was
soft
and
wet
.
Mist
lay
there
,
pale-glimmering
in
the
last
rays
of
the
sickle
moon
.
The
dark
shapes
of
the
Orcs
in
front
grew
dim
,
and
then
were
swallowed
up
.
'
Ai
!
Steady
now
!
'
shouted
Uglúk
from
the
rear
.
A
sudden
thought
leaped
into
Pippin
's
mind
,
and
he
acted
on
it
at
once
.
He
swerved
aside
to
the
right
,
and
dived
out
of
the
reach
of
his
clutching
guard
,
headfirst
into
the
mist
;
he
landed
sprawling
on
the
grass
.
'
Halt
!
'
yelled
Uglúk
.
There
was
for
a
moment
turmoil
and
confusion
.
Pippin
sprang
up
and
ran
.
But
the
Orcs
were
after
him
.
Some
suddenly
loomed
up
right
in
front
of
him
.
'N
o
hope
of
escape
!
'
thought
Pippin
.
'
But
there
is
a
hope
that
I
have
left
some
of
my
own
marks
unspoilt
on
the
wet
ground
.
'
He
groped
with
his
two
tied
hands
at
his
throat
,
and
unclasped
the
brooch
of
his
cloak
.
Just
as
long
arms
and
hard
claws
seized
him
.
he
let
it
fall
.
'
There
I
suppose
it
will
lie
until
the
end
of
time
,
'
he
thought
.
'
I
do
n't
know
why
I
did
it
.
If
the
others
have
escaped
,
they
've
probably
all
gone
with
Frodo
.
'
