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

distance soon passed out of his reckoning, Sam on the right,<br />

feeling the wall, was aware that there was an opening at the<br />

side: for a moment he caught a faint breath of some air less<br />

heavy, and then they passed it by.<br />

‘There’s more than one passage here,’ he whispered with<br />

an effort: it seemed hard to make his breath give any sound.<br />

‘It’s as orc-like a place as ever there could be!’<br />

After that, first he on the right, and then Frodo on the<br />

left, passed three or four such openings, some wider, some<br />

smaller; but there was as yet no doubt of the main way, for<br />

it was straight, and did not turn, and still went steadily up.<br />

But how long was it, how much more of this would they have<br />

to endure, or could they endure? The breathlessness of the<br />

air was growing as they climbed; and now they seemed often<br />

in the blind dark to sense some resistance thicker than the<br />

foul air. As they thrust forward they felt things brush against<br />

their heads, or against their hands, long tentacles, or hanging<br />

growths perhaps: they could not tell what they were. And still<br />

the stench grew. It grew, until almost it seemed to them that<br />

smell was the only clear sense left to them, and that was for<br />

their torment. One hour, two hours, three hours: how many<br />

had they passed in this lightless hole? Hours – days, weeks<br />

rather. Sam left the tunnel-side and shrank towards Frodo,<br />

and their hands met and clasped, and so together they still<br />

went on.<br />

At length Frodo, groping along the left-hand wall, came<br />

suddenly to a void. Almost he fell sideways into the emptiness.<br />

Here was some opening in the rock far wider than any<br />

they had yet passed; and out of it came a reek so foul, and a<br />

sense of lurking malice so intense, that Frodo reeled. And at<br />

that moment Sam too lurched and fell forwards.<br />

Fighting off both the sickness and the fear, Frodo gripped<br />

Sam’s hand. ‘Up!’ he said in a hoarse breath without voice.<br />

‘It all comes from here, the stench and the peril. Now for it!<br />

Quick!’<br />

Calling up his remaining strength and resolution, he<br />

dragged Sam to his feet, and forced his own limbs to move.

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