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"
Lady
,
"
he
answered
,
"
you
are
not
yet
healed
,
and
I
was
commanded
to
tend
you
with
especial
care
.
You
should
not
have
risen
from
your
bed
for
seven
days
yet
,
or
so
I
was
bidden
.
I
beg
you
to
go
back
.
"
"
I
am
healed
,
"
she
said
,
"
healed
at
least
in
body
,
save
my
left
arm
only
,
and
that
is
at
ease
.
But
I
shall
sicken
anew
,
if
there
is
naught
that
I
can
do
.
Are
there
no
tidings
of
war
?
The
women
can
tell
me
nothing
.
"
"
There
are
no
tidings
,
"
said
the
Warden
,
"
save
that
the
Lords
have
ridden
to
Morgul
Vale
;
and
men
say
that
the
new
captain
out
of
the
North
is
their
chief
.
A
great
lord
is
that
,
and
a
healer
;
and
it
is
a
thing
passing
strange
to
me
that
the
healing
hand
should
also
wield
the
sword
.
It
is
not
thus
in
Gondor
now
,
though
once
it
was
so
,
if
old
tales
be
true
.
But
for
long
years
we
healers
have
only
sought
to
patch
the
rents
made
by
the
men
of
swords
.
Though
we
should
still
have
enough
to
do
without
them
:
the
world
is
full
enough
of
hurts
and
mischances
without
wars
to
multiply
them
.
"
"
It
needs
but
one
foe
to
breed
a
war
,
not
two
,
Master
Warden
,
"
answered
Éowyn
.
"
And
those
who
have
not
swords
can
still
die
upon
them
.
Would
you
have
the
folk
of
Gondor
gather
you
herbs
only
,
when
the
Dark
Lord
gathers
armies
?
And
it
is
not
always
good
to
be
healed
in
body
.
Nor
is
it
always
evil
to
die
in
battle
,
even
in
bitter
pain
.
Were
I
permitted
,
in
this
dark
hour
I
would
choose
the
latter
.
"
The
Warden
looked
at
her
.
Tall
she
stood
there
,
her
eyes
bright
in
her
white
face
,
her
hand
clenched
as
she
turned
and
gazed
out
of
his
window
that
opened
to
the
East
.
He
sighed
and
shook
his
head
.
After
a
pause
she
turned
to
him
again
.
"
Is
there
no
deed
to
do
?
"
she
said
.
"
Who
commands
in
this
City
?
"
"
I
do
not
rightly
know
,
"
he
answered
.
"
Such
things
are
not
my
care
.
There
is
a
marshal
over
the
Riders
of
Rohan
;
and
the
Lord
Hurin
,
I
am
told
,
commands
the
men
of
Gondor
.
But
the
Lord
Faramir
is
by
right
the
Steward
of
the
City
.
"
"
Where
can
I
find
him
?
"
