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the taming of sméagol 799<br />

Under the first shadows of night they started out on the<br />

next stage of their journey. After a while Sam turned and<br />

looked back at the way they had come. The mouth of the<br />

gully was a black notch in the dim cliff. ‘I’m glad we’ve got<br />

the rope,’ he said. ‘We’ve set a little puzzle for that footpad,<br />

anyhow. He can try his nasty flappy feet on those ledges!’<br />

They picked their steps away from the skirts of the cliff,<br />

among a wilderness of boulders and rough stones, wet and<br />

slippery with the heavy rain. The ground still fell away<br />

sharply. They had not gone very far when they came upon a<br />

great fissure that yawned suddenly black before their feet. It<br />

was not wide, but it was too wide to jump across in the dim<br />

light. They thought they could hear water gurgling in its<br />

depths. It curved away on their left northward, back towards<br />

the hills, and so barred their road in that direction, at any<br />

rate while darkness lasted.<br />

‘We had better try a way back southwards along the line<br />

of the cliff, I think,’ said Sam. ‘We might find some nook<br />

there, or even a cave or something.’<br />

‘I suppose so,’ said Frodo. ‘I’m tired, and I don’t think I<br />

can scramble among stones much longer tonight – though I<br />

grudge the delay. I wish there was a clear path in front of us:<br />

then I’d go on till my legs gave way.’<br />

They did not find the going any easier at the broken feet<br />

of the Emyn Muil. Nor did Sam find any nook or hollow to<br />

shelter in: only bare stony slopes frowned over by the cliff,<br />

which now rose again, higher and more sheer as they went<br />

back. In the end, worn out, they just cast themselves on the<br />

ground under the lee of a boulder lying not far from the<br />

foot of the precipice. There for some time they sat huddled<br />

mournfully together in the cold stony night, while sleep crept<br />

upon them in spite of all they could do to hold it off. The<br />

moon now rode high and clear. Its thin white light lit up the<br />

faces of the rocks and drenched the cold frowning walls of<br />

the cliff, turning all the wide looming darkness into a chill<br />

pale grey scored with black shadows.

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