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two towers-第17章

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looking for it; while Ugl甼 is busy: he probably wants it for himself。' Cold 
fear was in Pippin's heart;  yet at the  same time he was wondering what use 
he could make of Grishnbkh's desire。 
     'I don't think you will find it that way;' he whispered。 'It isn't easy 
to find。' 
     'Find  it?' said Grishnbkh:  his  fingers  stopped crawling and gripped 
Pippin's 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 Grishnbkh's fingers  twitch。 'O ho!' hissed the goblin 
softly。 'That's what he means; is it? O  ho! Very ve…ry dangerous; my little 
ones。' 
     'Perhaps;' said Merry; now alert and aware of Pippin's guess。 'Perhaps; 
and not only  for us。 Still you know your own business best。 Do you want it; 
or not? And what would you give for it?' 
     'Do I  want it? Do I want it?' said Grishnbkh; 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 it's no 
good groping in  the dark。 We could save you  time and trouble。 But you must 
untie our legs first; or we'll do nothing; and say nothing。' 
     'My dear tender  little fools;' hissed Grishnbkh; 'everything you have; 
and everything you  know; will be got  out of you  in due  time: everything! 
You'll wish there was more  that  you could tell to  satisfy the Questioner; 
indeed you will:  quite soon。 We shan't hurry the enquiry。 Oh dear no!  What 
do  you think you've  been kept alive  for? My dear  little  fellows; please 
believe me when I say that it was  not out of kindness: that's not  even one 
of Ugl甼's faults。' 
     'I find it quite  easy to  believe;' said Merry。  'But you haven't  got 
your  prey  home yet。 And it doesn't seem to  be going  your  way;  whatever 
happens。 If we e  to  Isengard;  it won't  be the  great  Grishnbkh  that 
benefits: Saruman will take all  that he can find。  If you want anything for 
yourself; now's the time to do a deal。' 
     Grishnbkh  began  to  lose his  temper。  The  name  of  Saruman  seemed 
specially  to enrage him。  Time  was passing  and the disturbance was  dying 
down。 Ugl甼 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 Orc's arms  trembling violently。 'Curse  you; you  filthy 
little vermin!' he hissed。 'Untie your legs? I'll untie every string in your 
bodies。 Do you think I can't search you to the  bones? Search  you! I'll cut 
you both to quivering shreds。 I don't 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。 
     Grishnbkh flung himself on the ground flat;  dragging the hobbits under 
him; then he drew 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 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  Grishnbkh leaped up 
and  ran;  he  was ridden down and  a spear  passed through  him。  He gave a 
hideous shivering cry and lay still。 
     The hobbits remained flat on  the  ground; as  Grishnbkh had left them。 
Another  horseman came riding swiftly  to his rade's aid。 Whether because 
of some special keenness of sight; or because of some other sense; the horse 
lifted  and sprang lightly over them; but its rider did  not see them; lying 
covered in their elven…cloaks; too crushed for the moment; and too afraid to 
move。 
     At  last  Merry stirred and whispered softly: 'So  far so good: but how 
are we to avoid being spitted?' 
     The answer came almost immediately。 The cries of Grishnbkh  had  roused 
the Orcs。 From the yells  and screeches that came from the knoll the hobbits 
guessed  that their  disappearance had been discovered:  Ugl甼  was probably 
knocking  off  a  few  more  heads。  Then suddenly  the answering  cries  of 
orc…voices came from the  right; outside the circle of watch…fires; from the 
direction of the forest and the mountains。 Mauh畆 had apparently arrived and 
was attacking the besiegers。 There was  the sound  of galloping  horses。 The 
Riders  were  drawing  in  their  ring  close  round the  knoll; risking the 
orc…arrows; so as  to prevent any sortie; while a pany  rode off to  deal 
with the newers。  Suddenly Merry and Pippin realized  that without moving 
they were now outside the circle: there was nothing between them and escape。 
     'Now;' said Merry;  'if only we had our legs  and hands free;  we might 
get away。 But I can't touch the knots; and I can't bite them。' 
     'No need to  try;'  said Pippin。 'I was going to tell you: I've managed 
to free  my  hands。 These loops are only  left for show。 You'd better have a 
bit of lembas first。' 
     He slipped the cords off his wrists; and fished out a packet。 The cakes 
were broken; but good;  still in their leaf…wrappings。 The  hobbits each ate 
two  or three  pieces。  The  taste brought  back  to them the memory of fair 
faces;  and laughter; and wholesome food in  quiet  days now far away。 For a 
while they ate thoughtfully; sitting in the dark; heedless  of the cries and 
sounds of battle nearby。 Pippin was the first to e back to the present。 
     'We must be off;' he said。 'Half a moment!' Grishnbkh's sword was lying 
close at hand; but it was too heavy and clumsy for him to use; so he crawled 
forward; and finding the body of the goblin  he  drew from its sheath a long 
sharp knife。 With this he quickly cut their bonds。 
     'Now for it!' he said。 'When we've warmed up a bit; perhaps we shall be 
able  to stand again; and  walk。  But  in any case  we  had better start  by 
crawling。' 
     They crawled。 The turf was deep and yielding; and that helped them: but 
it seemed a long slow busine
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