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664 the two <strong>towers</strong><br />

nor any horse more proud than is one of these that bear you.<br />

He is one of the Mearas, unless our eyes are cheated by some<br />

spell. Say, are you not a wizard, some spy from Saruman, or<br />

phantoms of his craft? Speak now and be swift!’<br />

‘We are no phantoms,’ said Aragorn, ‘nor do your eyes<br />

cheat you. For indeed these are your own horses that we ride,<br />

as you knew well ere you asked, I guess. But seldom does<br />

thief ride home to the stable. Here are Hasufel and Arod, that<br />

Éomer, the Third Marshal of the Mark, lent to us, only two<br />

days ago. We bring them back now, even as we promised<br />

him. Has not Éomer then returned and given warning of our<br />

coming?’<br />

A troubled look came into the guard’s eyes. ‘Of Éomer I<br />

have naught to say,’ he answered. ‘If what you tell me is<br />

truth, then doubtless Théoden will have heard of it. Maybe<br />

your coming was not wholly unlooked-for. It is but two nights<br />

ago that Wormtongue came to us and said that by the will of<br />

Théoden no stranger should pass these gates.’<br />

‘Wormtongue?’ said Gandalf, looking sharply at the guard.<br />

‘Say no more! My errand is not to Wormtongue, but to the<br />

Lord of the Mark himself. I am in haste. Will you not go or<br />

send to say that we are come?’ His eyes glinted under his<br />

deep brows as he bent his gaze upon the man.<br />

‘Yes, I will go,’ he answered slowly. ‘But what names shall<br />

I report? And what shall I say of you? Old and weary you<br />

seem now, and yet you are fell and grim beneath, I deem.’<br />

‘Well do you see and speak,’ said the wizard. ‘For I am<br />

Gandalf. I have returned. And behold! I too bring back a<br />

horse. Here is Shadowfax the Great, whom no other hand<br />

can tame. And here beside me is Aragorn son of Arathorn,<br />

the heir of Kings, and it is to Mundburg that he goes. Here<br />

also are Legolas the Elf and Gimli the Dwarf, our comrades.<br />

Go now and say to your master that we are at his gates and<br />

would have speech with him, if he will permit us to come<br />

into his hall.’<br />

‘Strange names you give indeed! But I will report them as<br />

you bid, and learn my master’s will,’ said the guard. ‘Wait

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