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'
Authority
is
not
given
to
you
,
Steward
of
Gondor
,
to
order
the
hour
of
your
death
,
'
answered
Gandalf
.
'
And
only
the
heathen
kings
,
under
the
domination
of
the
Dark
Power
,
did
thus
,
slaying
themselves
in
pride
and
despair
,
murdering
their
kin
to
ease
their
own
death
.
'
Then
passing
through
the
door
he
took
Faramir
from
the
deadly
house
and
laid
him
on
the
bier
on
which
he
had
been
brought
,
and
which
had
now
been
set
in
the
porch
.
Denethor
followed
him
,
and
stood
trembling
,
looking
with
longing
on
the
face
of
his
son
.
And
for
a
moment
,
while
all
were
silent
and
still
,
watching
the
Lord
in
his
throes
,
he
wavered
.
'
Come
!
'
said
Gandalf
.
'
We
are
needed
.
There
is
much
that
you
can
yet
do
.
'
Then
suddenly
Denethor
laughed
.
He
stood
up
tall
and
proud
again
,
and
stepping
swiftly
back
to
the
table
he
lifted
from
it
the
pillow
on
which
his
head
had
lain
.
Then
coming
to
the
doorway
he
drew
aside
the
covering
,
and
lo
!
he
had
between
his
hands
a
palantír
.
And
as
he
held
it
up
,
it
seemed
to
those
that
looked
on
that
the
globe
began
to
glow
with
an
inner
flame
,
so
that
the
lean
face
of
the
Lord
was
lit
as
with
a
red
fire
,
and
it
seemed
cut
out
of
hard
stone
,
sharp
with
black
shadows
,
noble
,
proud
,
and
terrible
.
His
eyes
glittered
.
'
Pride
and
despair
!
'
he
cried
.
'
Didst
thou
think
that
the
eyes
of
the
White
Tower
were
blind
?
Nay
,
I
have
seen
more
than
thou
knowest
,
Grey
Fool
.
For
thy
hope
is
but
ignorance
.
Go
then
and
labour
in
healing
!
Go
forth
and
fight
!
Vanity
.
For
a
little
space
you
may
triumph
on
the
field
,
for
a
day
.
But
against
the
Power
that
now
arises
there
is
no
victory
.
To
this
City
only
the
first
finger
of
its
hand
has
yet
been
stretched
.
All
the
East
is
moving
.
And
even
now
the
wind
of
thy
hope
cheats
thee
and
wafts
up
Anduin
a
fleet
with
black
sails
.
The
West
has
failed
.
It
is
time
for
all
to
depart
who
would
not
be
slaves
.
'
'
Such
counsels
will
make
the
Enemy
's
victory
certain
indeed
,
'
said
Gandalf
.
'
Hope
on
then
!
'
laughed
Denethor
.
'
Do
I
not
know
thee
,
Mithrandir
?
Thy
hope
is
to
rule
in
my
stead
,
to
stand
behind
every
throne
,
north
,
south
,
or
west
.
I
have
read
thy
mind
and
its
policies
.
Do
I
not
know
that
you
commanded
this
halfling
here
to
keep
silence
?
That
you
brought
him
hither
to
be
a
spy
within
my
very
chamber
?
And
yet
in
our
speech
together
I
have
learned
the
names
and
purpose
of
all
thy
companions
.
So
!
With
the
left
hand
thou
wouldst
use
me
for
a
little
while
as
a
shield
against
Mordor
,
and
with
the
right
bring
up
this
Ranger
of
the
North
to
supplant
me
.
'
But
I
say
to
thee
,
Gandalf
Mithrandir
,
I
will
not
be
thy
tool
!
I
am
Steward
of
the
House
of
Anárion
.
I
will
not
step
down
to
be
the
dotard
chamberlain
of
an
upstart
.
Even
were
his
claim
proved
to
me
,
still
he
comes
but
of
the
line
of
Isildur
.
I
will
not
bow
to
such
a
one
,
last
of
a
ragged
house
long
bereft
of
lordship
and
dignity
.
'
'
What
then
would
you
have
,
'
said
Gandalf
,
'
if
your
will
could
have
its
way
?
'
'
I
would
have
things
as
they
were
in
all
the
days
of
my
life
,
'
answered
Denethor
,
'
and
in
the
days
of
my
longfathers
before
me
:
to
be
the
Lord
of
this
City
in
peace
,
and
leave
my
chair
to
a
son
after
me
,
who
would
be
his
own
master
and
no
wizard
's
pupil
.
But
if
doom
denies
this
to
me
,
then
I
will
have
naught
:
neither
life
diminished
,
nor
love
halved
,
nor
honour
abated
.
'
