The Lord Of The Rings - 02 - The Two Towers,
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Part3~ The Return of the King
Chapter Index
Book III
Book IV
Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness
Bind them,
In the land of Mordor where the shadows lie.
BOOK III
Chapter 1
The Departure of Boromir
Aragorn sped on up the hill. Every now and again he bent to the ground. Hobbits go light, and their
footprints are not easy even for a Ranger to read, but not far from the top a spring crossed the path, and in the
wet earth he saw what he was seeking.
'I read the signs aright,' he said to himself. 'Frodo ran to the hill-top. I wonder what he saw there? But he
returned by the same way, and went down the hill again.'
Aragorn hesitated. He desired to go to the high seat himself, hoping to see there something that would
guide him in his perplexities; but time was pressing. Suddenly he leaped forward, and ran to the summit,
across the great flag-stones, and up the steps. Then sitting in the high seat he looked out. But the sun seemed
darkened, and the world dim and remote. He turned from the North back again to North, and saw nothing
save the distant hills, unless it were that far away he could see again a great bird like an eagle high in the air,
descending slowly in wide circles down towards the earth.
Even as he gazed his quick ears caught sounds in the woodlands below, on the west side of the River. He
stiffened. There were cries, and among them, to his horror, he could distinguish the harsh voices of Orcs.
Then suddenly with a deep-throated call a great horn blew, and the blasts of it smote the hills and echoed in
the hollows, rising in a mighty shout above the roaring of the falls.
'The horn of Boromir!' he cried. 'He is in need!' He sprang down the steps and away, leaping down the
path. 'Alas! An ill fate is on me this day, and all that I do goes amiss. Where is Sam?'
As he ran the cries came louder, but fainter now and desperately the horn was blowing. Fierce and shrill
rose the yells of the Orcs, and suddenly the horn-calls ceased. Aragorn raced down the last slope, but before
he could reach the hill's foot, the sounds died away; and as he turned to the left and ran towards them they
retreated, until at last he could hear them no more. Drawing his bright sword and crying Elendil! Elendil! he
crashed through the trees.
A mile, maybe, from Parth Galen in a little glade not far from the lake he found Boromir. He was sitting
with his back to a great tree, as if he was resting. But Aragorn saw that he was pierced with many black-
feathered arrows; his sword was still in his hand, but it was broken near the hilt; his horn cloven in two was at
his side. Many Orcs lay slain, piled all about him and at his feet.
Aragorn knelt beside him. Boromir opened his eyes and strove to speak. At last slow words came. 'I tried to
take the Ring from Frodo ' he said. 'I am sorry. I have paid.' His glance strayed to his fallen enemies; twenty at
least lay there. 'They have gone: the Halflings: the Orcs have taken them. I think they are not dead. Orcs
bound them.' He paused and his eyes closed wearily. After a moment he spoke again.
'Farewell, Aragorn! Go to Minas Tirith and save my people! I have failed.'
'No!' said Aragorn, taking his hand and kissing his brow. 'You have conquered. Few have gained such a
victory. Be at peace! Minas Tirith shall not fall!'
Boromir smiled.
'Which way did they go? Was Frodo there?' said Aragorn.
But Boromir did not speak again.
'Alas!' said Aragorn. 'Thus passes the heir of Denethor, Lord of the Tower of Guard! This is a bitter end.
Now the Company is all in ruin. It is I that have failed. Vain was Gandalf's trust in me. What shall I do now?
Boromir has laid it on me to go to Minas Tirith, and my heart desires it; but where are the Ring and the
Bearer? How shall I find them and save the Quest from disaster?'
He knelt for a while, bent with weeping, still clasping Boromir's hand. So it was that Legolas and Gimli
found him. They came from the western slopes of the hill, silently, creeping through the trees as if they were
hunting. Gimli had his axe in hand, and Legolas his long knife: all his arrows were spent. When they came
into the glade they halted in amazement; and then they stood a moment with heads bowed in grief, for it
seemed to them plain what had happened.
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