thongs.
‘It is a gift that I bring you from the Lady of Rivendell,’ answered Halbarad. ‘She wrought it in secret, and long was the
making. But she also sends word to you:
The days now are short. Either our hope cometh, or all hope’s end. Therefore I send thee what I have made for thee. Fare well,
Elfstone!
’
And Aragorn said: ‘Now I know what you bear. Bear it still for me a while!’ And he turned and looked away to the North under
the great stars, and then he fell silent and spoke no more while the night’s journey lasted.
The night was old and the East grey when they rode up at last from Deeping-coomb and came back to the Hornburg. There they
were to lie and rest for a brief while and take counsel.
Merry slept until he was roused by Legolas and Gimli. ‘The Sun is high,’ said Legolas. ‘All others are up and doing. Come,
Master Sluggard, and look at this place while you may!’
‘There was a battle here three nights ago,’ said Gimli, ‘and here Legolas and I played a game that I won only by a single
orc. Come and see how it was! And there are caves, Merry, caves of wonder! Shall we visit them, Legolas, do you think?’
‘Nay! There is no time,’ said the Elf. ‘Do not spoil the wonder with haste! I have given you my word to return hither with
you, if a day of peace and freedom comes again. But itis now near to noon, and at that hour we eat, and then set out again, I hear.’
Merry got up and yawned. His few hours’ sleep had not been nearly enough; he was tired and rather dismal. He missed Pippin,
and felt that he was only a burden, while everybody was making plans for speed in a business that he did not fully understand.
‘Where is Aragorn?’ he asked.
‘In a high chamber of the Burg,’ said Legolas. ‘He has neither rested nor slept, I think. He went thither some hours ago,
saying that he must take thought, and only his kinsman, Halbarad, went with him; but some dark doubt or care sits on him.’
‘They are a strange company, these newcomers,’ said Gimli. ‘Stout men and lordly they are, and the Riders of Rohan look almost
as boys beside them; for they are grim men of face, worn like weathered rocks for the most part, even as Aragorn himself;
and they are silent.’
‘But even as Aragorn they are courteous, if they break their silence,’ said Legolas. ‘And have you marked the brethren Elladan
and Elrohir? Less sombre is their gear than the others’, and they are fair and gallant as Elven-lords; and that is not to
be wondered at in the sons of Elrond of Rivendell.’
‘Why have they come? Have you heard?’ asked Merry. He had now dressed, and he flung his grey cloak about his shoulders; and
the three passed out together towards the ruined gate of the Burg.
‘They answered a summons, as you heard,’ said Gimli. ‘Word came to Rivendell, they say:
Aragorn has need of his kindred. Let the Dúnedain ride to him in Rohan!
But whence this message came they are now in doubt. Gandalf sent it, I would guess.’
‘Nay, Galadriel,’ said Legolas. ‘Did she not speak through Gandalf of the ride of the Grey Company from the North?’
‘Yes, you have it,’ said Gimli. ‘The Lady of the Wood! She read many hearts and desires. Now why did not we wish for some
of our own kinsfolk, Legolas?’
Legolas stood before the gate and turned his bright eyesaway north and east, and his fair face was troubled. ‘I do not think that any would come,’ he answered. ‘They have no need
to ride to war; war already marches on their own lands.’
For a while the three companions walked together, speaking of this and that turn of the battle, and they went down from the
broken gate, and passed the mounds of the fallen on the greensward beside the road, until they stood on Helm’s Dike and looked
into the Coomb. The Death Down already stood there, black and tall and stony, and the great trampling and scoring of the grass
by the Huorns could be plainly seen. The
‘It is a gift that I bring you from the Lady of Rivendell,’ answered Halbarad. ‘She wrought it in secret, and long was the
making. But she also sends word to you:
The days now are short. Either our hope cometh, or all hope’s end. Therefore I send thee what I have made for thee. Fare well,
Elfstone!
’
And Aragorn said: ‘Now I know what you bear. Bear it still for me a while!’ And he turned and looked away to the North under
the great stars, and then he fell silent and spoke no more while the night’s journey lasted.
The night was old and the East grey when they rode up at last from Deeping-coomb and came back to the Hornburg. There they
were to lie and rest for a brief while and take counsel.
Merry slept until he was roused by Legolas and Gimli. ‘The Sun is high,’ said Legolas. ‘All others are up and doing. Come,
Master Sluggard, and look at this place while you may!’
‘There was a battle here three nights ago,’ said Gimli, ‘and here Legolas and I played a game that I won only by a single
orc. Come and see how it was! And there are caves, Merry, caves of wonder! Shall we visit them, Legolas, do you think?’
‘Nay! There is no time,’ said the Elf. ‘Do not spoil the wonder with haste! I have given you my word to return hither with
you, if a day of peace and freedom comes again. But itis now near to noon, and at that hour we eat, and then set out again, I hear.’
Merry got up and yawned. His few hours’ sleep had not been nearly enough; he was tired and rather dismal. He missed Pippin,
and felt that he was only a burden, while everybody was making plans for speed in a business that he did not fully understand.
‘Where is Aragorn?’ he asked.
‘In a high chamber of the Burg,’ said Legolas. ‘He has neither rested nor slept, I think. He went thither some hours ago,
saying that he must take thought, and only his kinsman, Halbarad, went with him; but some dark doubt or care sits on him.’
‘They are a strange company, these newcomers,’ said Gimli. ‘Stout men and lordly they are, and the Riders of Rohan look almost
as boys beside them; for they are grim men of face, worn like weathered rocks for the most part, even as Aragorn himself;
and they are silent.’
‘But even as Aragorn they are courteous, if they break their silence,’ said Legolas. ‘And have you marked the brethren Elladan
and Elrohir? Less sombre is their gear than the others’, and they are fair and gallant as Elven-lords; and that is not to
be wondered at in the sons of Elrond of Rivendell.’
‘Why have they come? Have you heard?’ asked Merry. He had now dressed, and he flung his grey cloak about his shoulders; and
the three passed out together towards the ruined gate of the Burg.
‘They answered a summons, as you heard,’ said Gimli. ‘Word came to Rivendell, they say:
Aragorn has need of his kindred. Let the Dúnedain ride to him in Rohan!
But whence this message came they are now in doubt. Gandalf sent it, I would guess.’
‘Nay, Galadriel,’ said Legolas. ‘Did she not speak through Gandalf of the ride of the Grey Company from the North?’
‘Yes, you have it,’ said Gimli. ‘The Lady of the Wood! She read many hearts and desires. Now why did not we wish for some
of our own kinsfolk, Legolas?’
Legolas stood before the gate and turned his bright eyesaway north and east, and his fair face was troubled. ‘I do not think that any would come,’ he answered. ‘They have no need
to ride to war; war already marches on their own lands.’
For a while the three companions walked together, speaking of this and that turn of the battle, and they went down from the
broken gate, and passed the mounds of the fallen on the greensward beside the road, until they stood on Helm’s Dike and looked
into the Coomb. The Death Down already stood there, black and tall and stony, and the great trampling and scoring of the grass
by the Huorns could be plainly seen. The
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