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journey to the cross-roads 911<br />

Darkness came early to the silent woods, and before the<br />

fall of night they halted, weary, for they had walked seven<br />

leagues or more from Henneth Annûn. Frodo lay and slept<br />

away the night on the deep mould beneath an ancient tree.<br />

Sam beside him was more uneasy: he woke many times, but<br />

there was never a sign of Gollum, who had slipped off as<br />

soon as the others had settled to rest. Whether he had slept<br />

by himself in some hole nearby, or had wandered restlessly<br />

prowling through the night, he did not say; but he returned<br />

with the first glimmer of light, and roused his companions.<br />

‘Must get up, yes they must!’ he said. ‘Long ways to go<br />

still, south and east. Hobbits must make haste!’<br />

That day passed much as the day before had gone, except<br />

that the silence seemed deeper; the air grew heavy, and it<br />

began to be stifling under the trees. It felt as if thunder was<br />

brewing. Gollum often paused, sniffing the air, and then he<br />

would mutter to himself and urge them to greater speed.<br />

As the third stage of their day’s march drew on and afternoon<br />

waned, the forest opened out, and the trees became<br />

larger and more scattered. Great ilexes of huge girth stood<br />

dark and solemn in wide glades with here and there among<br />

them hoary ash-trees, and giant oaks just putting out their<br />

brown-green buds. About them lay long launds of green grass<br />

dappled with celandine and anemones, white and blue, now<br />

folded for sleep; and there were acres populous with the<br />

leaves of woodland hyacinths: already their sleek bell-stems<br />

were thrusting through the mould. No living creature, beast<br />

or bird, was to be seen, but in these open places Gollum grew<br />

afraid, and they walked now with caution, flitting from one<br />

long shadow to another.<br />

Light was fading fast when they came to the forest-end.<br />

There they sat under an old gnarled oak that sent its roots<br />

twisting like snakes down a steep crumbling bank. A deep<br />

dim valley lay before them. On its further side the woods<br />

gathered again, blue and grey under the sullen evening, and<br />

marched on southwards. To the right the Mountains of

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