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the road to isengard 719<br />

‘This is our way,’ said Gandalf. ‘Grievous is the fall of<br />

your men; but you shall see that at least the wolves of the<br />

mountains do not devour them. It is with their friends, the<br />

Orcs, that they hold their feast: such indeed is the friendship<br />

of their kind. Come!’<br />

They rode down to the river, and as they came the wolves<br />

ceased their howling and slunk away. Fear fell on them seeing<br />

Gandalf in the moon, and Shadowfax his horse shining like<br />

silver. The riders passed over to the islet, and glittering eyes<br />

watched them wanly from the shadows of the banks.<br />

‘Look!’ said Gandalf. ‘Friends have laboured here.’<br />

And they saw that in the midst of the eyot a mound was<br />

piled, ringed with stones, and set about with many spears.<br />

‘Here lie all the Men of the Mark that fell near this place,’<br />

said Gandalf.<br />

‘Here let them rest!’ said Éomer. ‘And when their spears<br />

have rotted and rusted, long still may their mound stand and<br />

guard the Fords of Isen!’<br />

‘Is this your work also, Gandalf, my friend?’ said Théoden.<br />

‘You accomplished much in an evening and a night!’<br />

‘With the help of Shadowfax – and others,’ said Gandalf.<br />

‘I rode fast and far. But here beside the mound I will say this<br />

for your comfort: many fell in the battles of the Fords, but<br />

fewer than rumour made them. More were scattered than<br />

were slain; I gathered together all that I could find. Some<br />

men I sent with Grimbold of Westfold to join Erkenbrand.<br />

Some I set to make this burial. They have now followed your<br />

marshal, Elfhelm. I sent him with many Riders to Edoras.<br />

Saruman I knew had despatched his full strength against you,<br />

and his servants had turned aside from all other errands and<br />

gone to Helm’s Deep: the lands seemed empty of enemies;<br />

yet I feared that wolf-riders and plunderers might ride nonetheless<br />

to Meduseld, while it was undefended. But now I<br />

think you need not fear: you will find your house to welcome<br />

your return.’<br />

‘And glad shall I be to see it again,’ said Théoden, ‘though<br />

brief now, I doubt not, shall be my abiding there.’

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