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For a long time he was tossed and shaken, and then slowly the darkness gave way, and he came back to the waking world and found that it was morning. Orders were shouted and he was thrown roughly on the grass. There he lay for a while, fighting with despair. His head swam, but from the heat in his body he guessed that he had been given another draught. An Orc stooped over him, and flung him some bread and a strip of raw dried flesh. He ate the stale grey bread hungrily, but not the meat. He was famished but not yet so famished as to eat flesh flung to him by an Orc, the flesh of he dared not guess what creature. He sat up and looked about. Merry was not far away. They were by the banks of a swift narrow river. Ahead mountains loomed: a tall peak was catching the first rays of the sun. A dark smudge of forest lay on the lower slopes before them. T HE UR U K-HAI 451 There was much shouting and debating among the Orcs; a quarrel seemed on the point of breaking out again between the Northerners and the Isengarders. Some were pointing back away south, and some were pointing eastward. Very well, said Uglu´k. Leave them to me then. No killing, as Ive told you before; but if you want to throw away Rust game door items weve come all the way to get, throw it away. Ill look after it. Let the fighting Uruk-hai do the work, as usual. If youre afraid of the Whiteskins, run. Run. Theres the forest, he shouted, pointing ahead. Get to it. Its your best hope. Off you go. And quick, before I knock a few more heads off, to put some sense into the others. There was some cursing and scuffling, and then most of the Northerners broke away and dashed off, over a hundred of them, running wildly along the river towards the mountains. The hobbits were left with the Isengarders: a grim dark band, four score at least of large, swart, slant-eyed Orcs with great bows and short broad-bladed swords. A few of the larger and bolder Northerners remained with them. Now well deal with Grishna´kh, said Uglu´k; but some even of his own followers were looking uneasily southwards. I know, growled Uglu´k. The cursed horse-boys have got wind of us. But thats all your fault, Snaga. You and the other scouts ought to have your ears cut off. But we are the fighters. Well feast on horseflesh yet, or something better. At that moment Pippin saw why some of the troop had been pointing eastward. From that direction there now came hoarse cries, and there was Grishna´kh again, and at his back a couple of score of others like him: long-armed crook-legged Orcs. They had a red eye painted on their shields. Uglu´k stepped forward to meet them. So youve come back. he said. Thought better of it, eh. Ive returned to see that Orders are carried out and the prisoners safe, answered Grishna´kh. Indeed. said Uglu´k. Waste of effort. Ill see that orders are carried out in my command. And what else did you come back for. You went in a hurry. Did you leave anything behind. I left a fool, snarled Grishna´kh. But there were some stout fellows with him that are too good to lose. I knew youd lead them into a mess. Ive come to help them. Splendid. laughed Uglu´k. But unless youve got some guts for fighting, youve taken the wrong way. Lugbu´rz was your road. The Whiteskins are coming. Whats happened to your precious Nazguˆl. Has he had another mount shot under him. Now, if youd brought him along, that might have been useful if these Nazguˆl are all they make out. 452 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Nazguˆl, Nazguˆl, said Grishna´kh, shivering and licking his lips, as if the word had a foul taste that he savoured painfully. You speak of Rust game door items is deep beyond the reach of your muddy dreams, Uglu´k, he said. Nazguˆl. All that they make out. One day youll wish that you had game windows download pubg 10 free said that. Ape. he snarled fiercely. You ought to know that theyre the apple of the Great Eye. But the streameast 500 free Nazguˆl: not yet, not yet. He wont let them show themselves across the Great River yet, not too soon. Theyre for the War and other purposes. You seem to know a lot, said Uglu´k. More than is good for you, I guess. Perhaps those in Lugbu´rz might wonder how, and why. But in the meantime the Apeks xtx200 tungsten of Isengard can do the dirty work, as usual. Dont stand slavering there. Get your rabble together. The other swine are legging it to the forest. Youd better follow. You wouldnt get back to the Great River alive. Right off the mark. Now. Ill be on your heels. The Isengarders seized Merry and Pippin again and slung them on their backs. Then the troop started off. Hour after hour they ran, pausing now and again only to sling the hobbits to fresh carriers. Either because they were quicker and hardier, or because of some plan of Grishna´khs, the Isengarders gradually passed through the Orcs of Mordor, and Grishna´khs folk closed in behind. Soon they were gaining also on the Northerners ahead. The forest began to draw nearer. Pippin was bruised and torn, his aching head was grated by the filthy jowl and hairy ear of the Orc that held him. Immediately in front were bowed backs, and tough thick legs going up and down, up and down, unresting, as if they were made of wire and horn, beating out the nightmare seconds of an endless time. In the afternoon Uglu´ks troop overtook the Northerners. They were flagging in the rays of the bright sun, winter sun shining in a pale cool sky though it was; their heads were down and their tongues lolling out. Maggots. jeered the Isengarders. Youre cooked. The Whiteskins will catch you and eat you. Theyre coming. A cry from Grishna´kh showed that this was not mere jest. Horsemen, riding very swiftly, had indeed been sighted: still far behind but gaining on the Orcs, gaining on them like a tide over the flats on folk straying in a quicksand. The Isengarders began to run with a redoubled pace that astonished Pippin, a terrific spurt it seemed for the end of a race. Then he saw that the sun was sinking, falling behind the Misty Mountains; shadows reached over the land. The soldiers of Mordor lifted their T HE UR U K-HAI 453 heads and also began to put on speed. The forest was dark and close. Already they had passed a few outlying trees. The land was beginning to slope upwards, ever more steeply; but the Orcs did not halt. Both Uglu´k and Grishna´kh shouted, spurring them on to a last effort. They will make it yet. They will escape, thought Pippin. And then he managed to twist his neck, so as to glance back with one eye over his shoulder. He saw that riders away eastward were already level with the Orcs, galloping over the plain. The sunset gilded their spears and helmets, and glinted in their pale flowing hair. They were hemming the Orcs in, preventing them from scattering, and driving them along the line of the river. He wondered very much what kind of folk they were. He wished now that he had learned more in Rivendell, and looked more at maps and things; but in those days the plans for the journey seemed to be in more competent hands, and he had never reckoned with being cut off from Gandalf, or from Strider, and even from Frodo. All that he could remember about Rohan was that Gandalfs horse, Shadowfax, had come from that land. That sounded hopeful, as far as it went. But how will they know that we are not Orcs. he thought. I dont suppose theyve ever heard of hobbits down here. I suppose I ought to be glad that the beastly Orcs look like being destroyed, but I would rather be saved myself. The chances were that he and Merry would be killed together with their captors, before ever the Men of Rohan were aware of them. A few of the riders appeared to be bowmen, skilled at shooting from a running horse. Riding swiftly into range they shot arrows at the Orcs that straggled behind, and several of them fell; then the riders wheeled away out of the range of the answering bows of their enemies, who shot wildly, not daring to halt. This happened many times, and on one occasion arrows fell among the Isengarders. One of them, just in front of Pippin, stumbled and did not get up again. Night came down without the Riders closing in for battle. Many Orcs had fallen, but fully two hundred remained. In the early darkness the Orcs came to a hillock. The eaves of the forest were very near, probably no more than three furlongs away, but they could go no further. The horsemen had encircled them. A small band disobeyed Uglu´ks command, and ran on towards the forest: only three returned. Well, here we are, sneered Grishna´kh. Fine leadership. I hope the great Uglu´k will lead us out again. Put those Halflings down. ordered Uglu´k, taking no notice of Grishna´kh. You, Lugdush, get two others and stand guard over them. Theyre not to be killed, unless the filthy Whiteskins break 454 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS through. Understand. As long as Im alive, I want em. But theyre not to cry out, and theyre not to be rescued. Bind their legs. The last part of the order was carried out mercilessly. But Pippin found that for the first time he was close to Merry. The Orcs were making a great deal of noise, shouting and clashing their weapons, and the hobbits managed to whisper together for a while. I dont think much of this, said Merry. I feel nearly done in. Dont think I could crawl away far, even if I was free. Lembas. whispered Pippin. Lembas: Ive got some. Have you. I dont think theyve taken anything but our swords. Yes, I had a packet in my pocket, answered Merry, but it must be battered to crumbs. Anyway I cant put my mouth in my pocket. You wont have to. Ive--; but just then a savage kick warned Pippin that the noise had died down, and the guards were watchful. The night was cold and still. All round the knoll on which the Orcs were gathered little watch-fires sprang up, golden-red in the darkness, a complete ring of them. They were within a long bowshot, but the riders did not show themselves against the light, and the Orcs wasted many arrows shooting at the fires, until Uglu´k stopped them. The riders made no sound. Later in the night when the moon came out of the mist, then occasionally they could be seen, shadowy shapes that glinted now and again in the white light, as they moved in ceaseless patrol. Theyll wait for the Sun, curse them. growled one of the guards. Why dont we get together and charge through. Whats old Uglu´k think hes doing, I should like to know. I daresay you would, snarled Uglu´k stepping up from behind. Meaning I dont think at all, eh. Curse you. Youre as bad as the other rabble: the maggots and the apes of Lugbu´rz. No good trying to charge with them. Theyd just squeal and bolt, and there are more than enough of these filthy horse-boys to mop up our lot on the flat. Theres only one thing those maggots can do: they can see like gimlets in the dark. But these Whiteskins have better night-eyes than most Men, from all Ive heard; and dont forget their horses. They can see the night-breeze, or so its said. Still theres one thing the fine fellows dont know: Mauhu´r and his lads are in the forest, and they should turn up any time now. Uglu´ks words were enough, apparently, to satisfy the Isengarders; but the other Orcs were both dispirited and rebellious. They posted a few watchers, but most of them lay on the ground, resting in the pleasant darkness. It did indeed become very dark again; for the moon passed westward into thick cloud, and Pippin could not see T HE UR U K-HAI 455 anything a few feet away. The fires brought no light to the hillock. The riders were not, however, content merely to wait for the dawn and let their enemies rest. A sudden outcry on the east side of the knoll showed that something was wrong. It seemed that some of the Men had ridden in close, slipped off their horses, crawled to the edge of the camp and killed several Orcs, and then had faded away again. Uglu´k dashed off to stop a stampede. Pippin and Merry sat up. Their guards, Isengarders, had gone with Uglu´k. But if the hobbits had any thought of escape, it was soon dashed. A long hairy arm took each of them by the neck and drew them close together. Dimly they were aware of Grishna´khs great head and hideous face between them; his foul here was on their cheeks. He began to paw them and feel them. Pippin shuddered as hard cold fingers groped down his back. Well, my little ones. said Grishna´kh in a soft whisper. Enjoying your nice rest. Or not. A little awkwardly placed perhaps: swords and whips on one side, and nasty spears on the other. Little people should not meddle in affairs that are too big for them. His fingers continued to grope. There was a light like a pale but hot fire behind his eyes. The thought came suddenly into Pippins mind, as if caught direct from the urgent thought of his enemy: Grishna´kh knows about the Ring. Hes looking for it, while Uglu´k is busy: he probably wants it for himself. Cold fear was in Pippins heart, yet at the same time he was wondering what use he could make of Grishna´khs desire. I dont think you will find it that way, he whispered. It isnt easy to find. Find it. said Grishna´kh: his fingers stopped crawling and gripped Pippins shoulder. Find what. What are you talking about, little one. For a moment Pippin was silent. Then suddenly in the darkness he made a noise in his throat: gollum, gollum. Nothing, my precious, he added. The hobbits felt Grishna´khs fingers twitch. O ho. hissed the goblin softly. Thats what he means, is it. O ho. Very ve-ry dangerous, my little ones. For baldurs gate multiplayer servers variant, said Merry, now alert and aware of Pippins guess. Perhaps; and not only for us. Still you know your own business best. Do you want it, or not. And apex garden replacement canopy would you give for it. Do I want it. Do I want it. said Grishna´kh, as if puzzled; but his arms were trembling. What would I give for it. What do you mean. We mean, said Pippin, choosing his words carefully, that its no good groping in the dark. We could save you time and trouble. But 456 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS you must untie our legs first, or well do nothing, and say nothing. My dear tender little fools, hissed Grishna´kh, everything you have, and everything you know, will be got out of you in due time: everything. Youll wish there was more that you could tell to satisfy the Questioner, indeed you will: quite soon. We shant hurry the enquiry. Oh dear no. What do you think youve been kept alive for. My dear little fellows, please believe me when I say that it was not out of kindness: thats not even one of Uglu´ks faults. I find it quite easy to believe, said Merry. But you havent got your prey home yet. And it doesnt seem to be going your way, whatever happens. If we come to Isengard, it wont be the great Grishna´kh that benefits: Saruman will take all that he can find. If you want anything for yourself, nows the time to do a deal. Grishna´kh began to lose his temper. The name of Saruman seemed specially to enrage him. Time was passing and the disturbance was dying down. Uglu´k or the Isengarders might return at any minute. Have you got it either of you. he snarled. Gollum, gollum. said Pippin. Untie our legs. said Merry. They felt the Orcs arms trembling violently. Curse you, you filthy little vermin. he hissed. Untie your legs. Ill untie every string in your bodies. Do you think I cant search you to the bones. Search you. Ill cut you both to quivering shreds. I dont need the help of your legs to get you away and have you all to myself. Suddenly he seized them. The strength in his long arms and shoulders was terrifying. He tucked them one under each armpit, and crushed them fiercely to his sides; a great stifling hand was clapped over each of their mouths. Then he sprang forward, stooping low. Quickly and silently he went, until he came to the edge of the knoll. There, choosing a gap between the watchers, he passed like an evil shadow out into the night, down the slope and away westward towards the river that flowed out of the forest. In that direction there was a wide open space with only one fire. After going a dozen yards he halted, peering and listening. Nothing could be seen or heard. He crept slowly on, bent almost double. Then he squatted and listened again. Then he stood up, as if to risk a sudden dash. At that very moment the dark form of a rider loomed up right in front of him. A horse snorted and reared. A man called out. Grishna´kh flung himself on the ground flat, dragging the hobbits under him; then he Rust game door items his sword. No doubt he meant to kill his captives, rather than allow them to escape or to be rescued; but it was his undoing. The sword rang faintly, and glinted a little in the light of the fire away to his left. An arrow came whistling out of the T HE UR U K-HAI 457 gloom: it was aimed with skill, or guided by fate, and it pierced his right hand. He dropped the sword and shrieked. There was a quick beat of hoofs, and even as Grishna´kh leaped up and ran, he was ridden down and a spear passed through him. He gave a hideous shivering cry and lay still.

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