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spread over the land. A few miles to the north-east the foothills<br />

of the Ashen Mountains stood like sombre grey ghosts,<br />

behind which the misty northern heights rose like a line of<br />

distant cloud hardly darker than the lowering sky.<br />

Sam tried to guess the distances and to decide what way<br />

they ought to take. ‘It looks every step of fifty miles,’ he<br />

muttered gloomily, staring at the threatening mountain, ‘and<br />

that’ll take a week, if it takes a day, with Mr. Frodo as he is.’<br />

He shook his head, and as he worked things out, slowly a<br />

new dark thought grew in his mind. Never for long had hope<br />

died in his staunch heart, and always until now he had taken<br />

some thought for their <strong>return</strong>. But the bitter truth came home<br />

to him at last: at best their provision would take them to their<br />

goal; and when the task was done, there they would come to<br />

an end, alone, houseless, foodless in the midst of a terrible<br />

desert. There could be no <strong>return</strong>.<br />

‘So that was the job I felt I had to do when I started,’<br />

thought Sam: ‘to help Mr. Frodo to the last step and then<br />

die with him? Well, if that is the job then I must do it. But I<br />

would dearly like to see Bywater again, and Rosie Cotton and<br />

her brothers, and the Gaffer and Marigold and all. I can’t<br />

think somehow that Gandalf would have sent Mr. Frodo<br />

on this errand, if there hadn’t a’ been any hope of his ever<br />

coming back at all. Things all went wrong when he went<br />

down in Moria. I wish he hadn’t. He would have done<br />

something.’<br />

But even as hope died in Sam, or seemed to die, it was<br />

turned to a new strength. Sam’s plain hobbit-face grew stern,<br />

almost grim, as the will hardened in him, and he felt through<br />

all his limbs a thrill, as if he was turning into some creature<br />

of stone and steel that neither despair nor weariness nor<br />

endless barren miles could subdue.<br />

With a new sense of responsibility he brought his eyes back<br />

to the ground near at hand, studying the next move. As the<br />

light grew a little he saw to his surprise that what from a<br />

distance had seemed wide and featureless flats were in fact<br />

all broken and tumbled. Indeed the whole surface of the

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