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the black gate is closed 833<br />

But I’d have to get a wash first, or he wouldn’t know me.<br />

‘I suppose it’s no good asking ‘‘what way do we go now?’’<br />

We can’t go no further – unless we want to ask the Orcs for<br />

a lift.’<br />

‘No, no!’ said Gollum. ‘No use. We can’t go further. Sméagol<br />

said so. He said: we’ll go to the Gate, and then we’ll see.<br />

And we do see. O yes, my precious, we do see. Sméagol<br />

knew hobbits could not go this way. O yes, Sméagol knew.’<br />

‘Then what the plague did you bring us here for?’ said<br />

Sam, not feeling in the mood to be just or reasonable.<br />

‘Master said so. Master says: Bring us to the Gate. So good<br />

Sméagol does so. Master said so, wise master.’<br />

‘I did,’ said Frodo. His face was grim and set, but resolute.<br />

He was filthy, haggard, and pinched with weariness, but<br />

he cowered no longer, and his eyes were clear. ‘I said so,<br />

because I purpose to enter Mordor, and I know no other<br />

way. Therefore I shall go this way. I do not ask anyone to go<br />

with me.’<br />

‘No, no, master!’ wailed Gollum, pawing at him, and seeming<br />

in great distress. ‘No use that way! No use! Don’t take<br />

the Precious to Him! He’ll eat us all, if He gets it, eat all the<br />

world. Keep it, nice master, and be kind to Sméagol. Don’t<br />

let Him have it. Or go away, go to nice places, and give it<br />

back to little Sméagol. Yes, yes, master give it back, eh?<br />

Sméagol will keep it safe; he will do lots of good, especially<br />

to nice hobbits. Hobbits go home. Don’t go to the Gate!’<br />

‘I am commanded to go to the land of Mordor, and therefore<br />

I shall go,’ said Frodo. ‘If there is only one way, then I<br />

must take it. What comes after must come.’<br />

Sam said nothing. The look on Frodo’s face was enough<br />

for him; he knew that words of his were useless. And after all<br />

he never had any real hope in the affair from the beginning;<br />

but being a cheerful hobbit he had not needed hope, as long<br />

as despair could be postponed. Now they were come to the<br />

bitter end. But he had stuck to his master all the way; that<br />

was what he had chiefly come for, and he would still stick

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