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'
I
suppose
I
was
knocked
on
the
head
,
'
he
said
to
himself
.
'
I
wonder
if
poor
Merry
is
much
hurt
.
What
has
happened
to
Boromir
?
Why
did
n't
the
Orcs
kill
us
?
Where
are
we
,
and
where
are
we
going
?
'
He
could
not
answer
the
questions
.
He
felt
cold
and
sick
.
'
I
wish
Gandalf
had
never
persuaded
Elrond
to
let
us
come
,
'
he
thought
.
'
What
good
have
I
been
?
Just
a
nuisance
:
a
passenger
,
a
piece
of
luggage
.
And
now
I
have
been
stolen
and
I
am
just
a
piece
of
luggage
for
the
Orcs
.
I
hope
Strider
or
someone
will
come
and
claim
us
!
But
ought
I
to
hope
for
it
?
Wo
n't
that
throw
out
all
the
plans
?
I
wish
I
could
get
free
!
'
He
struggled
a
little
,
quite
uselessly
.
One
of
the
Orcs
sitting
near
laughed
and
said
something
to
a
companion
in
their
abominable
tongue
.
'Re
st
while
you
can
,
little
fool
!
'
he
said
then
to
Pippin
,
in
the
Common
Speech
,
which
he
made
almost
as
hideous
as
his
own
language
.
'Re
st
while
you
can
!
We
'll
find
a
use
for
your
legs
before
long
.
You
'll
wish
you
had
got
none
before
we
get
home
.
'
'
If
I
had
my
way
,
you
'd
wish
you
were
dead
now
,
'
said
the
other
.
'
I
'd
make
you
squeak
,
you
miserable
rat
.
'
He
stooped
over
Pippin
bringing
his
yellow
fangs
close
to
his
face
.
He
had
a
black
knife
with
a
long
jagged
blade
in
his
hand
.
'
Lie
quiet
,
or
I
'll
tickle
you
with
this
,
'
he
hissed
.
'D
o
n't
draw
attention
to
yourself
,
or
I
may
forget
my
orders
.
Curse
the
Isengarders
!
Uglúk
u
bagronk
sha
pushdug
Saruman-glob
búbhosh
skai
'
:
he
passed
into
a
long
angry
speech
in
his
own
tongue
that
slowly
died
away
into
muttering
and
snarling
.
Terrified
Pippin
lay
still
,
though
the
pain
at
his
wrists
and
ankles
was
growing
,
and
the
stones
beneath
him
were
boring
into
his
back
.
To
take
his
mind
off
himself
he
listened
intently
to
all
that
he
could
hear
.
There
were
many
voices
round
about
,
and
though
orc-speech
sounded
at
all
times
full
of
hate
and
anger
,
it
seemed
plain
that
something
like
a
quarrel
had
begun
,
and
was
getting
hotter
.
To
Pippin
's
surprise
he
found
that
much
of
the
talk
was
intelligible
many
of
the
Orcs
were
using
ordinary
language
.
Apparently
the
members
of
two
or
three
quite
different
tribes
were
present
,
and
they
could
not
understand
one
another
's
orc-speech
.
There
was
an
angry
debate
concerning
what
they
were
to
do
now
:
which
way
they
were
to
take
and
what
should
be
done
with
the
prisoners
.
'
There
's
no
time
to
kill
them
properly
,
'
said
one
.
'N
o
time
for
play
on
this
trip
.
'
'
That
ca
n't
be
helped
,
'
said
another
.
'
But
why
not
kill
them
quick
,
kill
them
now
?
They
're
a
cursed
nuisance
,
and
we
're
in
a
hurry
.
Evening
's
coming
on
,
and
we
ought
to
get
a
move
on
.
'
'
Orders
.
'
said
a
third
voice
in
a
deep
growl
.
'
Kill
all
but
not
the
Halfings
;
they
are
to
be
brought
back
alive
as
quickly
as
possible
.
That
's
my
orders
.
'
