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- Властелин колец: Братство кольца
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- Стр. 422/422
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"
So
all
my
plan
is
spoilt
!
"
said
Frodo
.
"
It
is
no
good
trying
to
escape
you
.
But
I
'm
glad
,
Sam
.
I
can
not
tell
you
how
glad
.
Come
along
!
It
is
plain
that
we
were
meant
to
go
together
.
We
will
go
,
and
may
the
others
find
a
safe
road
!
Strider
will
look
after
them
.
I
do
n't
suppose
we
shall
see
them
again
.
"
"
Yet
we
may
,
Mr
Frodo
.
We
may
,
"
said
Sam
.
So
Frodo
and
Sam
set
off
on
the
last
stage
of
the
Quest
together
.
Frodo
paddled
away
from
the
shore
,
and
the
River
bore
them
swiftly
away
.
down
the
western
arm
,
and
past
the
frowning
cliffs
of
Tol
Brandir
.
The
roar
of
the
great
falls
drew
nearer
.
Even
with
such
help
as
Sam
could
give
,
it
was
hard
work
to
pass
across
the
current
at
the
southward
end
of
the
island
and
drive
the
boat
eastward
towards
the
far
shore
.
At
length
they
came
to
land
again
upon
the
southern
slopes
of
Amon
Lhaw
.
There
they
found
a
shelving
shore
,
and
they
drew
the
boat
out
,
high
above
the
water
,
and
hid
it
as
well
as
they
could
behind
a
great
boulder
Then
shouldering
their
burdens
,
they
set
off
,
seeking
a
path
that
would
bring
them
over
the
grey
hills
of
the
Emyn
Muil
,
and
down
into
the
Land
of
Shadow
.