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Then
she
fell
on
her
knees
,
saying
:
'
I
beg
thee
!
'
'
Nay
,
lady
,
'
he
said
,
and
taking
her
by
the
hand
he
raised
her
.
Then
he
kissed
her
hand
,
and
sprang
into
the
saddle
,
and
rode
away
,
and
did
not
look
back
;
and
only
those
who
knew
him
well
and
were
near
to
him
saw
the
pain
that
he
bore
.
But
Éowyn
stood
still
as
a
figure
carven
in
stone
,
her
hands
clenched
at
her
sides
,
and
she
watched
them
until
they
passed
into
the
shadows
under
the
black
Dwimorberg
,
the
Haunted
Mountain
,
in
which
was
the
Gate
of
the
Dead
.
When
they
were
lost
to
view
,
she
turned
,
stumbling
as
one
that
is
blind
,
and
went
back
to
her
lodging
.
But
none
of
her
folk
saw
this
parting
,
for
they
hid
themselves
in
fear
and
would
not
come
forth
until
the
day
was
up
,
and
the
reckless
strangers
were
gone
.
And
some
said
:
'
They
are
Elvish
wights
.
Let
them
go
where
they
belong
,
into
the
dark
places
,
and
never
return
.
The
times
are
evil
enough
.
'
The
light
was
still
grey
as
they
rode
,
for
the
sun
had
not
yet
climbed
over
the
black
ridges
of
the
Haunted
Mountain
before
them
.
A
dread
fell
on
them
,
even
as
they
passed
between
the
lines
of
ancient
stones
and
so
came
to
the
Dimholt
.
There
under
the
gloom
of
black
trees
that
not
even
Legolas
could
long
endure
they
found
a
hollow
place
opening
at
the
mountain
's
root
,
and
right
in
their
path
stood
a
single
mighty
stone
like
a
finger
of
doom
.
'
My
blood
runs
chill
,
'
said
Gimli
,
but
the
others
were
silent
,
and
his
voice
fell
dead
on
the
dank
fir-needles
at
his
feet
.
The
horses
would
not
pass
the
threatening
stone
,
until
the
riders
dismounted
and
led
them
about
.
And
so
they
came
at
last
deep
into
the
glen
;
and
there
stood
a
sheer
wall
of
rock
,
and
in
the
wall
the
Dark
Door
gaped
before
them
like
the
mouth
of
night
.
Signs
and
figures
were
carved
above
its
wide
arch
too
dim
to
read
,
and
fear
flowed
from
it
like
a
grey
vapour
.
The
company
halted
,
and
there
was
not
a
heart
among
them
that
did
not
quail
,
unless
it
were
the
heart
of
Legolas
of
the
Elves
,
for
whom
the
ghosts
of
Men
have
no
terror
.
'
This
is
an
evil
door
,
'
said
Halbarad
,
'
and
my
death
lies
beyond
it
.
I
will
dare
to
pass
it
nonetheless
;
but
no
horse
will
enter
.
'
'
But
we
must
go
in
,
and
therefore
the
horses
must
go
too
,
'
said
Aragorn
.
'
For
if
ever
we
come
through
this
darkness
,
many
leagues
lie
beyond
,
and
every
hour
that
is
lost
there
will
bring
the
triumph
of
Sauron
nearer
.
Follow
me
!
'
