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'
Tales
out
of
the
South
,
'
Gollum
went
on
again
,
'
about
the
tall
Men
with
the
shining
eyes
,
and
their
houses
like
hills
of
stone
,
and
the
silver
crown
of
their
King
and
his
White
Tree
:
wonderful
tales
.
They
built
very
tall
towers
,
and
one
they
raised
was
silver-white
,
and
in
it
there
was
a
stone
like
the
Moon
,
and
round
it
were
great
white
walls
.
O
yes
,
there
were
many
tales
about
the
Tower
of
the
Moon
.
'
'
That
would
be
Minas
Ithil
that
Isildur
the
son
of
Elendil
built
'
said
Frodo
.
'
It
was
Isildur
who
cut
off
the
finger
of
the
Enemy
.
'
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'
Yes
,
He
has
only
four
on
the
Black
Hand
,
but
they
are
enough
,
'
said
Gollum
shuddering
.
'
And
He
hated
Isildur
's
city
.
'
'
What
does
he
not
hate
?
'
said
Frodo
.
'
But
what
has
the
Tower
of
the
Moon
to
do
with
us
?
'
'
Well
,
master
,
there
it
was
and
there
it
is
:
the
tall
tower
and
the
white
houses
and
the
wall
;
but
not
nice
now
,
not
beautiful
.
He
conquered
it
long
ago
.
It
is
a
very
terrible
place
now
.
Travellers
shiver
when
they
see
it
,
they
creep
out
of
sight
,
they
avoid
its
shadow
.
But
master
will
have
to
go
that
way
.
That
is
the
only
other
way
,
For
the
mountains
are
lower
there
,
and
the
old
road
goes
up
and
up
,
until
it
reaches
a
dark
pass
at
the
top
,
and
then
it
goes
down
,
down
,
again
-
to
Gorgoroth
.
'
His
voice
sank
to
a
whisper
and
he
shuddered
.
'
But
how
will
that
help
us
?
'
asked
Sam
.
'
Surely
the
Enemy
knows
all
about
his
own
mountains
,
and
that
road
will
be
guarded
as
close
as
this
?
The
tower
is
n't
empty
,
is
it
?
'
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'
O
no
,
not
empty
!
'
whispered
Gollum
.
'
It
seems
empty
,
but
it
is
n't
,
O
no
!
Very
dreadful
things
live
there
.
Orcs
.
yes
always
Orcs
;
but
worse
things
,
worse
things
live
there
too
.
The
road
climbs
right
under
the
shadow
of
the
walls
and
passes
the
gate
.
Nothing
moves
on
the
road
that
they
do
n't
know
about
.
The
things
inside
know
:
the
Silent
Watchers
.
'
'
So
that
's
your
advice
is
it
,
'
said
Sam
,
'
that
we
should
go
another
long
march
south
,
to
find
ourselves
in
the
same
fix
or
a
worse
one
,
when
we
get
there
,
if
we
ever
do
?
'