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the houses of healing 1135<br />

father, and watch him falling into a mean dishonoured dotage;<br />

and her part seemed to her more ignoble than that of<br />

the staff he leaned on.<br />

‘Think you that Wormtongue had poison only for<br />

Théoden’s ears? Dotard! What is the house of Eorl but a<br />

thatched barn where brigands drink in the reek, and their<br />

brats roll on the floor among their dogs? Have you not heard<br />

those words before? Saruman spoke them, the teacher of<br />

Wormtongue. Though I do not doubt that Wormtongue at<br />

home wrapped their meaning in terms more cunning. My<br />

lord, if your sister’s love for you, and her will still bent to<br />

her duty, had not restrained her lips, you might have heard<br />

even such things as these escape them. But who knows what<br />

she spoke to the darkness, alone, in the bitter watches of the<br />

night, when all her life seemed shrinking, and the walls of her<br />

bower closing in about her, a hutch to trammel some wild<br />

thing in?’<br />

Then Éomer was silent, and looked on his sister, as if<br />

pondering anew all the days of their past life together. But<br />

Aragorn said: ‘I saw also what you saw, Éomer. Few other<br />

griefs amid the ill chances of this world have more bitterness<br />

and shame for a man’s heart than to behold the love of a lady<br />

so fair and brave that cannot be <strong>return</strong>ed. Sorrow and pity<br />

have followed me ever since I left her desperate in Dunharrow<br />

and rode to the Paths of the Dead; and no fear upon that<br />

way was so present as the fear for what might befall her. And<br />

yet, Éomer, I say to you that she loves you more truly than<br />

me; for you she loves and knows; but in me she loves only a<br />

shadow and a thought: a hope of glory and great deeds, and<br />

lands far from the fields of Rohan.<br />

‘I have, maybe, the power to heal her body, and to recall<br />

her from the dark valley. But to what she will awake: hope,<br />

or forgetfulness, or despair, I do not know. And if to despair,<br />

then she will die, unless other healing comes which I cannot<br />

bring. Alas! for her deeds have set her among the queens of<br />

great renown.’<br />

Then Aragorn stooped and looked in her face, and it was

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