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Aragorn
felt
a
shudder
run
through
him
at
the
sound
,
a
strange
cold
thrill
;
and
yet
it
was
not
fear
or
terror
that
he
felt
:
rather
it
was
like
the
sudden
bite
of
a
keen
air
,
or
the
slap
of
a
cold
rain
that
wakes
an
uneasy
sleeper
.
'M
y
name
!
'
said
the
old
man
again
.
'
Have
you
not
guessed
it
already
?
You
have
heard
it
before
,
I
think
.
Yes
,
you
have
heard
it
before
.
But
come
now
,
what
of
your
tale
?
'
The
three
companions
stood
silent
and
made
no
answer
.
'
There
are
some
who
would
begin
to
doubt
whether
your
errand
is
fit
to
tell
,
'
said
the
old
man
.
'
Happily
I
know
something
of
it
.
You
are
tracking
the
footsteps
of
two
young
hobbits
,
I
believe
.
Yes
,
hobbits
.
Do
n't
stare
,
as
if
you
had
never
heard
the
strange
name
before
.
You
have
,
and
so
have
I.
Well
,
they
climbed
up
here
the
day
before
yesterday
;
and
they
met
someone
that
they
did
not
expect
.
Does
that
comfort
you
?
And
now
you
would
like
to
know
where
they
were
taken
?
Well
,
well
,
maybe
I
can
give
you
some
news
about
that
.
But
why
are
we
standing
?
Your
errand
,
you
see
,
is
no
longer
as
urgent
as
you
thought
.
Let
us
sit
down
and
be
more
at
ease
.
'
The
old
man
turned
away
and
went
towards
a
heap
of
fallen
stones
and
rock
at
the
foot
of
the
cliff
behind
.
Immediately
,
as
if
a
spell
had
been
removed
,
the
others
relaxed
and
stirred
.
Gimli
's
hand
went
at
once
to
his
axe-haft
.
Aragorn
drew
his
sword
.
Legolas
picked
up
his
bow
.
The
old
man
took
no
notice
,
but
stooped
and
sat
himself
on
a
low
flat
stone
.
Then
his
grey
cloak
drew
apart
,
and
they
saw
,
beyond
doubt
,
that
he
was
clothed
beneath
all
in
white
.
'S
aruman
!
'
cried
Gimli
,
springing
towards
him
with
axe
in
hand
.
's
peak
!
Tell
us
where
you
have
hidden
our
friends
!
What
have
you
done
with
them
?
Speak
,
or
I
will
make
a
dint
in
your
hat
that
even
a
wizard
will
find
it
hard
to
deal
with
!
'
The
old
man
was
too
quick
for
him
.
He
sprang
to
his
feet
and
leaped
to
the
top
of
a
large
rock
.
There
he
stood
,
grown
suddenly
tall
,
towering
above
them
.
His
hood
and
his
grey
rags
were
flung
away
.
His
white
garments
shone
.
He
lifted
up
his
staff
,
and
Gimli
's
axe
leaped
from
his
grasp
and
fell
ringing
on
the
ground
.
The
sword
of
Aragorn
,
stiff
in
his
motionless
hand
,
blazed
with
a
sudden
fire
.
Legolas
gave
a
great
shout
and
shot
an
arrow
high
into
the
air
:
it
vanished
in
a
flash
of
flame
.
'M
ithrandir
!
'
he
cried
.
'M
ithrandir
!
'
'
Well
met
,
I
say
to
you
again
.
Legolas
!
'
said
the
old
man
.
