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'
Yet
,
Master
Peregrin
,
we
have
this
honour
:
ever
we
bear
the
brunt
of
the
chief
hatred
of
the
Dark
Lord
,
for
that
hatred
comes
down
out
of
the
depths
of
time
and
over
the
deeps
of
the
Sea
.
Here
will
the
hammer-stroke
fall
hardest
.
And
for
that
reason
Mithrandir
came
hither
in
such
haste
.
For
if
we
fall
,
who
shall
stand
?
And
,
Master
Peregrin
,
do
you
see
any
hope
that
we
shall
stand
?
'
Pippin
did
not
answer
.
He
looked
at
the
great
walls
,
and
the
towers
and
brave
banners
,
and
the
sun
in
the
high
sky
,
and
then
at
the
gathering
gloom
in
the
East
;
and
he
thought
of
the
long
fingers
of
that
Shadow
:
of
the
orcs
in
the
woods
and
the
mountains
,
the
treason
of
Isengard
,
the
birds
of
evil
eye
,
and
the
Black
Riders
even
in
the
lanes
of
the
Shire
-
and
of
the
winged
terror
,
the
Nazgûl
.
He
shuddered
,
and
hope
seemed
to
wither
.
And
even
at
that
moment
the
sun
for
a
second
faltered
and
was
obscured
,
as
though
a
dark
wing
had
passed
across
it
.
Almost
beyond
hearing
he
thought
he
caught
,
high
and
far
up
in
the
heavens
,
a
cry
:
faint
,
but
heart-quelling
,
cruel
and
cold
.
He
blanched
and
cowered
against
the
wall
.
'
What
was
that
?
'
asked
Beregond
.
'
You
also
felt
something
?
'
'
Yes
,
'
muttered
Pippin
.
'
It
is
the
sign
of
our
fall
,
and
the
shadow
of
doom
,
a
Fell
Rider
of
the
air
.
'
'
Yes
,
the
shadow
of
doom
,
'
said
Beregond
.
'
I
fear
that
Minas
Tirith
shall
fall
.
Night
comes
.
The
very
warmth
of
my
blood
seems
stolen
away
.
'
For
a
time
they
sat
together
with
bowed
heads
and
did
not
speak
.
Then
suddenly
Pippin
looked
up
and
saw
that
the
sun
was
still
shining
and
the
banners
still
streaming
in
the
breeze
.
He
shook
himself
.
'
It
is
passed
,
'
he
said
.
'
No
,
my
heart
will
not
yet
despair
.
Gandalf
fell
and
has
returned
and
is
with
us
.
We
may
stand
,
if
only
on
one
leg
,
or
at
least
be
left
still
upon
our
knees
.
'
'
Rightly
said
!
'
cried
Beregond
,
rising
and
striding
to
and
fro
.
'
Nay
,
though
all
things
must
come
utterly
to
an
end
in
time
,
Gondor
shall
not
perish
yet
.
Not
though
the
walls
be
taken
by
a
reckless
foe
that
will
build
a
hill
of
carrion
before
them
.
There
are
still
other
fastnesses
,
and
secret
ways
of
escape
into
the
mountains
.
Hope
and
memory
shall
live
still
in
some
hidden
valley
where
the
grass
is
green
.
'
'
All
the
same
,
I
wish
it
was
over
for
good
or
ill
.
'
said
Pippin
.
'
I
am
no
warrior
at
all
and
dislike
any
thought
of
battle
;
but
waiting
on
the
edge
of
one
that
I
ca
n't
escape
is
worst
of
all
.
What
a
long
day
it
seems
already
!
I
should
be
happier
,
if
we
were
not
obliged
to
stand
and
watch
,
making
no
move
,
striking
nowhere
first
.
No
stroke
would
have
been
struck
in
Rohan
,
I
think
,
but
for
Gandalf
.
'
