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

have come all the way from Mirkwood, my good Elf ? A very<br />

great forest it used to be!’<br />

‘And still is,’ said Legolas. ‘But not so great that we who<br />

dwell there ever tire of seeing new trees. I should dearly love<br />

to journey in Fangorn’s Wood. I scarcely passed beyond the<br />

eaves of it, and I did not wish to turn back.’<br />

Treebeard’s eyes gleamed with pleasure. ‘I hope you may<br />

have your wish, ere the hills be much older,’ he said.<br />

‘I will come, if I have the fortune,’ said Legolas. ‘I have<br />

made a bargain with my friend that, if all goes well, we will<br />

visit Fangorn together – by your leave.’<br />

‘Any Elf that comes with you will be welcome,’ said<br />

Treebeard.<br />

‘The friend I speak of is not an Elf,’ said Legolas; ‘I mean<br />

Gimli, Glóin’s son here.’ Gimli bowed low, and the axe<br />

slipped from his belt and clattered on the ground.<br />

‘Hoom, hm! Ah now,’ said Treebeard, looking dark-eyed<br />

at him. ‘A dwarf and an axe-bearer! Hoom! I have good will<br />

to Elves; but you ask much. This is a strange friendship!’<br />

‘Strange it may seem,’ said Legolas; ‘but while Gimli lives<br />

I shall not come to Fangorn alone. His axe is not for trees,<br />

but for orc-necks, O Fangorn, Master of Fangorn’s Wood.<br />

Forty-two he hewed in the battle.’<br />

‘Hoo! Come now!’ said Treebeard. ‘That is a better story!<br />

Well, well, things will go as they will; and there is no need to<br />

hurry to meet them. But now we must part for a while. Day<br />

is drawing to an end, yet Gandalf says you must go ere<br />

nightfall, and the Lord of the Mark is eager for his own<br />

house.’<br />

‘Yes, we must go, and go now,’ said Gandalf. ‘I fear that I<br />

must take your gatekeepers from you. But you will manage<br />

well enough without them.’<br />

‘Maybe I shall,’ said Treebeard. ‘But I shall miss them. We<br />

have become friends in so short a while that I think I must<br />

be getting hasty – growing backwards towards youth, perhaps.<br />

But there, they are the first new thing under Sun or<br />

Moon that I have seen for many a long, long day. I shall not

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