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

window in the tower. That had a queer effect on the Ents.<br />

They had been boiling over; now they became cold, grim<br />

as ice, and quiet. They left the plain and gathered round<br />

Treebeard, standing quite still. He spoke to them for a little<br />

in their own language; I think he was telling them of a plan<br />

he had made in his old head long before. Then they just<br />

faded silently away in the grey light. Day was dawning by<br />

that time.<br />

‘They set a watch on the tower, I believe, but the watchers<br />

were so well hidden in shadows and kept so still, that I could<br />

not see them. The others went away north. All that day they<br />

were busy, out of sight. Most of the time we were left alone.<br />

It was a dreary day; and we wandered about a bit, though we<br />

kept out of the view of the windows of Orthanc, as much as<br />

we could: they stared at us so threateningly. A good deal of<br />

the time we spent looking for something to eat. And also we<br />

sat and talked, wondering what was happening away south<br />

in Rohan, and what had become of all the rest of our Company.<br />

Every now and then we could hear in the distance the<br />

rattle and fall of stone, and thudding noises echoing in the<br />

hills.<br />

‘In the afternoon we walked round the circle, and went to<br />

have a look at what was going on. There was a great shadowy<br />

wood of Huorns at the head of the valley, and another round<br />

the northern wall. We did not dare to go in. But there was a<br />

rending, tearing noise of work going on inside. Ents and<br />

Huorns were digging great pits and trenches, and making<br />

great pools and dams, gathering all the waters of the Isen and<br />

every other spring and stream that they could find. We left<br />

them to it.<br />

‘At dusk Treebeard came back to the gate. He was humming<br />

and booming to himself, and seemed pleased. He stood<br />

and stretched his great arms and legs and breathed deep.<br />

I asked him if he was tired.<br />

‘ ‘‘Tired?’’ he said, ‘‘tired? Well no, not tired, but stiff. I<br />

need a good draught of Entwash. We have worked hard; we<br />

have done more stone-cracking and earth-gnawing today

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