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said； but here I have still some of the leaves of athelas that I gathered near Weathertop。 Crush one in the water； and wash the wound clean； and I will bind it。 Now it is your turn。 Frodo！ '
'I am all right；' said Frodo； reluctant to have his garments touched。 ‘All I needed was some food and a little rest。'
‘No！ ' said Aragorn。 ‘We must have a look and see what the hammer and the anvil have done to you。 I still marvel that you are alive at all。' Gently he stripped off Frodo's old jacket and worn tunic； and gave a gasp of wonder。 Then he laughed。 The silver corslet shimmered before his eyes like the light upon a rippling sea。 Carefully he took it off and held it up； and the gems on it glittered like stars。 and the sound of the shaken rings was like the tinkle of rain in a pool。
‘Look； my friends！' he called。 ‘Here's a pretty hobbit…skin to wrap an elven…princeling in！ If it were known that hobbits had such hides； all the hunters of Middle…earth would be riding to the Shire。'
‘And all the arrows of all the hunters in the world would be in vain；' said Gimli； gazing at the mail in wonder。 ‘It is a mithril…coat。 Mithril！ I have never seen or heard tell of one so fair。 Is this the coat that Gandalf spoke of？ Then he undervalued it。 But it was well given！ '
‘I have often wondered what you and Bilbo were doing； so close in his little room；' said Merry。 'Bless the old hobbit！ I love him more than ever。 I hope we get a chance of telling him about it！ '
There was a dark and blackened bruise on Frodo's right side and breast。 Under the mail there was a shirt of soft leather； but at one point the rings had been driven through it into the flesh。 Frodo's left side also was scored and bruised where he had been hurled against the wall。 While the others set the food ready。 Aragorn bathed the hurts with water in which athelas was steeped。 The pungent fragrance filled the dell； and all those who stooped over the steaming water felt refreshed and strengthened。 Soon Frodo felt the pain leave him； and his breath grew easy： though he was stiff and sore to the touch for many days。 Aragorn bound some soft pads of cloth at his side。
‘The mail is marvellously light；' he said。 ‘Put it on again； if you can bear it。 My heart is glad to know that you have such a coat。 Do not lay it aside； even in sleep； unless fortune brings you where you are safe for a while； and that will seldom chance while your quest lasts。'
When they had eaten； the pany got ready to go on。 They put out the fire and hid all traces of it。 Then climbing out of the dell they took to the road again。 They had not gone far before the sun sank behind the westward heights and great shadows crept down the mountain…sides。 Dusk veiled their feet； and mist rose in the hollows。 Away in the east the evening light lay pale upon the dim lands of distant plain and wood。 Sam and Frodo now feeling eased and greatly refreshed were able to go at a fair pace； and with only one brief halt Aragorn led the pany on for nearly three more hours。
It was dark。 Deep night had fallen。 There were many clear stars； hut the fast…waning moon would not be seen till late。 Gimli and Frodo were at the rear； walking softly and not speaking； listening for any sound upon the road behind。 At length Gimli broke the silence。
'Not a sound but the wind；' he said。 ‘There are no goblins near； or my ears are made of wood。 It is to be hoped that the Orcs will be content with driving us from Moria。 And maybe that was all their purpose； and they had nothing else to do with us…with the Ring。 Though Orcs will often pursue foes for many leagues into the plain； if they have a fallen captain to avenge。'
Frodo did not answer。 He looked at Sting； and the blade was dull。 Yet he had heard something； or thought he had。 As soon as the shadows had fallen about them and the road behind was dim； he had heard again the quick patter of feet。 Even now he heard it。 He turned swiftly。 There were two tiny gleams of light behind； or for a moment he thought he saw them； but at once they slipped aside and vanished。
‘What is it？ ' said the dwarf。
‘I don't know。' answered Frodo。 'I thought I heard feet； and I thought I saw a light…like eyes。 I have thought so often； since we first entered Moria。'
Gimli halted and stooped to the ground。 'I hear nothing but the night…speech of plant and stone；' he said。 'e！ Let us hurry！ The others are out of sight。'
The night…wind blew chill up the valley to meet them。 Before them a wide grey shadow loomed； and they heard an endless rustle of leaves like poplars in the breeze。
‘Lothlórien！ ' cried Legolas。 'Lothlórien！ We have e to the eaves of the Golden Wood。 Alas that it is winter！ '
Under the night the trees stood tall before them； arched over the road and stream that ran suddenly beneath their spreading boughs。 In the dim light of the stars their stems were grey； and their quivering leaves a hint of fallow gold。
'Lothlórien！ ' said Aragorn。 'Glad I am to hear again the wind in the trees！ We are still little more than five leagues from the Gates； but we can go no further。 Here let us hope that the virtue of the Elves will keep us tonight from the peril that es behind。'
‘If Elves indeed still dwell here in the darkening world；' said Gimli。
'It is long since any of my own folk journeyed hither back to the land whence we wandered in ages long ago；' said Legolas； 'but we hear that Lórien is not yet deserted； for there is a secret power here that holds evil from the land。 Nevertheless its folk are seldom seen； and maybe they dwell now deep in the woods and far from the northern border。'
'Indeed deep in the wood they dwell；' said Aragorn； and sighed as if some memory stirred in him。 ‘We must fend for ourselves tonight。 We will go forward a short way； until the trees are all about us； and then we will turn aside from the path and seek a place to rest in。'
He stepped forward； but Boromir stood irresolute and did not follow。 'Is there no other way？ ' he said。
‘What other fairer way would you desire？ ' said Aragorn。
‘A plain road； though it led through a hedge of swords；' said Boromir。 ‘By strange paths has this pany been led； and so far to evil fortune。 Against my will we passed under the shades of Moria； to our loss。 And now we must enter the Golden Wood； you say。 But of that perilous land we have heard in Gondor； and it is said that few e out who once go in； and of that few none have escaped unscathed。'
‘Say not unscathed； but if you say unchanged； then maybe you will speak the truth said Aragorn。 But lore wanes in Gondor； Boromir； if in the city of those who once were wise they now speak evil of Lothlórien。 Believe what you will； there is no other way for us … unless you would go back to Moria…gate； or scale the pathless mountains； or swim the Great River all alone。'
‘Then lead on！ ' said Boromir。 ‘But it is perilous。'
‘Perilous indeed；' said Aragorn； 'fair and perilous； but only evil need fear it； or those who bring some evil with them。 Follow me！ '
They had gone little more than a mile into the forest when they came upon another stream flowing down swiftly from the tree…clad slopes that climbed back westward towards the m