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1266 the <strong>return</strong> of the king<br />

Tirith, and it was hemmed in upon all sides by the knights<br />

and the soldiers of Gondor and of Rohan, and by the people<br />

of the City and of all parts of the land. A hush fell upon all<br />

as out from the host stepped the Dúnedain in silver and grey;<br />

and before them came walking slow the Lord Aragorn. He<br />

was clad in black mail girt with silver, and he wore a long<br />

mantle of pure white clasped at the throat with a great jewel<br />

of green that shone from afar; but his head was bare save for<br />

a star upon his forehead bound by a slender fillet of silver.<br />

With him were Éomer of Rohan, and the Prince Imrahil, and<br />

Gandalf robed all in white, and four small figures that many<br />

men marvelled to see.<br />

‘Nay, cousin! they are not boys,’ said Ioreth to her kinswoman<br />

from Imloth Melui, who stood beside her. ‘Those are<br />

Periain, out of the far country of the Halflings, where they<br />

are princes of great fame, it is said. I should know, for I had<br />

one to tend in the Houses. They are small, but they are<br />

valiant. Why, cousin, one of them went with only his esquire<br />

into the Black Country and fought with the Dark Lord all by<br />

himself, and set fire to his Tower, if you can believe it. At<br />

least that is the tale in the City. That will be the one that<br />

walks with our Elfstone. They are dear friends, I hear. Now<br />

he is a marvel, the Lord Elfstone: not too soft in his speech,<br />

mind you, but he has a golden heart, as the saying is; and he<br />

has the healing hands. ‘‘The hands of the king are the hands<br />

of a healer’’, I said; and that was how it was all discovered.<br />

And Mithrandir, he said to me: ‘‘Ioreth, men will long<br />

remember your words’’, and——’<br />

But Ioreth was not permitted to continue the instruction<br />

of her kinswoman from the country, for a single trumpet<br />

rang, and a dead silence followed. Then forth from the Gate<br />

went Faramir with Húrin of the Keys, and no others, save<br />

that behind them walked four men in the high helms and<br />

armour of the Citadel, and they bore a great casket of black<br />

lebethron bound with silver.<br />

Faramir met Aragorn in the midst of those there assembled,<br />

and he knelt, and said: ‘The last Steward of Gondor begs

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