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bee more difficult； and we shall have to choose between various dangers。'
'When did you last see Gandalf？' asked Frodo。 'Do you know where he is； or what he is doing？'
Strider looked grave。 'I do not know；' he said。 'I came west with him in the spring。 I have often kept watch on the borders of the Shire in the last few years； when he was busy elsewhere。 He seldom left it unguarded。 We last met on the first of May： at Sam Ford down the Brandywine。 He told me that his business with you had gone well； and that you would be starting for Rivendell in the last week of September。 As I knew he was at your side； I went away on a journey of my own。 And that has proved ill； for plainly some news reached him； and I was not at hand to help。
'I am troubled； for the first time since I have known him。 We should have had messages； even if he could not e himself。 When I returned； many days ago； I heard the ill news。 The tidings had gone far and wide that Gandalf was missing and the horsemen had been seen。 It was the Elvenfolk of Gildor that told me this； and later they told me that you had left your home； but there was no news of your leaving Buckland。 I have been watching the East Road anxiously。'
'Do you think the Black Riders have anything to do with it 。 with Gandalf's absence； I mean？' asked Frodo。
'I do not know of anything else that could have hindered him； except the Enemy himself；' said Strider。 'But do not give up hope！ Gandalf is greater than you Shirefolk know 。 as a rule you can only see his jokes and toys。 But this business of ours will be his greatest task。'
Pippin yawned。 'I am sorry；' he said； 'but I am dead tired。 In spite of all the danger and worry I must go to bed； or sleep where I sit。 Where is that silly fellow； Merry？ It would be the last straw； if we had to go out in the dark to look for him。'
At that moment they heard a door slam； then feet came running along the passage。 Merry came in with a rush followed by Nob。 He shut the door hastily； and leaned against it。 He was out of breath。 They stared at him in alarm for a moment before he gasped： 'I have seen them； Frodo！ I have seen them！ Black Riders！'
'Black Riders！' cried Frodo。 'Where？'
'Here。 In the village。 I stayed indoors for an hour。 Then as you did not e back； I went out for a stroll。 I had e back again and was standing just outside the light of the lamp looking at the stars。 Suddenly I shivered and felt that something horrible was creeping near： there was a son of deeper shade among the shadows across the road； just beyond the edge of the lamplight。 It slid away at once into the dark without a sound。 There was no horse。'
'Which way did it go？' asked Strider； suddenly and sharply。 Merry started； noticing the stranger for the first time。 'Go on！' said Frodo。 'This is a friend of Gandalf's。 I will explain later。'
'It seemed to make off up the Road； eastward；' continued Merry。 'I tried to follow。 Of course； it vanished almost at once； but I went round the corner and on as far as the last house on the Road。'
Strider looked at Merry with wonder。 'You have a stout heart；' he said； 'but it was foolish。'
'I don't know；' said Merry。 'Neither brave nor silly； I think。 I could hardly help myself。 I seemed to be drawn somehow。 Anyway； I went； and suddenly I heard voices by the hedge。 One was muttering； and the other was whispering； or hissing。 I couldn't hear a word that was said。 I did not creep any closer； because I began to tremble all over。 Then I felt terrified； and I turned back； and was just going to bolt home； when something came behind me and I。。。 I fell over。'
'I found him； sir；' put in Nob。 'Mr。 Butterbur sent me out with a lantern。 I went down to Westgate； and then back up towards Southgate。 Just nigh Bill Ferny's house I thought I could see something in the Road。 I couldn't swear to it； but it looked to me as if two men was stooping over something； lilting it。 I gave a shout； but where I got up to the spot there was no signs of them； and only Mr。 Brandybuck lying by the roadside。 He seemed to be asleep。 〃I thought I had fallen into deep water；〃 he says to me； when I shook him。 Very queer he was； and as soon as I had roused him； he got up and ran back here like a hare。'
'I am afraid that's true；' said Merry； 'though I don't know what I said。 I had an ugly dream； which I can't remember。 I went to pieces。 I don't know what came over me。'
'I do；' said Strider。 'The Black Breath。 The Riders must have left their horses outside； and passed back through the Southgate in secret。 They will know all the news now； for they have visited Bill Ferny； and probably that Southerner was a spy as well。 Something may happen in the night； before we leave Bree。'
'What will happen？' said Merry。 'Will they attack the inn？' 'No； I think not；' said Strider。 'They are not all here yet。 And in any case that is not their way。 In dark and loneliness they are strongest； they will not openly attack a house where there are lights and many people not until they are desperate； not while all the long leagues of Eriador still lie before us。 But their power is in terror； and already some in Bree are in their clutch。 They will drive these wretches to some evil work： Ferny； and some of the strangers； and； maybe； the gatekeeper too。 They had words with Harry at Westgate on Monday。 I was watching them。 He was white and shaking when they left him。'
'We seem to have enemies all round；' said Frodo。 'What are we to do？'
'Stay here； and do not go to your rooms！ They are sure to have found out which those are。 The hobbitrooms have windows looking north and close to the ground。 We will all remain together and bar this window and the door。 But first Nob and I will fetch your luggage。'
While Strider was gone； Frodo gave Merry a rapid account of all that had happened since supper。 Merry was still reading and pondering Gandalf's letter when Strider and Nob returned。
'Well Masters；' said Nob； 'I've ruffled up the clothes and put in a bolster down the middle of each bed。 And I made a nice imitation of your head with a brown woollen mat； Mr。 Bag 。 Underhill； sir；' he added with a grin。
Pippin laughed。 'Very lifelike！' he said。 'But what will happen when they have perated the disguise？'
'We shall see；' said Strider。 'Let us hope to hold the fort till morning。'
'Good night to you；' said Nob； and went off to take his part in the watch on the doors。
Their bags and gear they piled on the parlourfloor。 They pushed a low chair against the door and shut the window。 Peering out； Frodo saw that the night was still clear。 The Sickle was swinging bright above the shoulders of Breehill。 He then closed and barred the heavy inside shutters and drew the curtains together。 Strider built up the fire and blew out all the candles。
The hobbits lay down on their blankets with their feet towards the hearth； but Strider settled himself in the chair against the door。 They talked for a little； for Merry still had several questions to ask。
'Jumped over the Moon！' chuckled Merry as he rolled himself in his blanket。 'Very ridiculous of you； Frodo！ But I wish I had been there to see。 The worthies of Bree will be discussing it a hundred years hence。'
'I hope so；' said Strider。 Then they all fell silent； and one by one the hobbits dropped off to sleep。
Chapter 11
A Knife in the Dark
As they prepared for sleep in the inn at Bree； darkness lay on Buckland； a mist strayed in the dells and along the riverbank。 The house at Crickhollow stood silent。 Fatty Bolger opened the door cautiously and peered out。 A feeling of fear had been growing on him all day； and he was unable to rest or go to bed： there was a brooding threat in the breathless nightair。 As he stared out into the gloom； a black shadow moved under the trees； the gate seemed to open of its own accord and close again without a sound。 Terror seized him。 He shrank back； and for a moment he stood trembling in the hall。 Then he shut and locked the door。
The night deepened。 There came the soft sound of horses led with stealth along the lane。 Outside the gate they stopped； and three black figures entered； like shades of night creeping across the ground。 One went to the door； one to the corner of the house on either side； and there they stood； as still as the shadows of stones； while night went slowly on。 The house and the quiet trees seemed to be waiting breathlessly。
There was a faint stir in the leaves； and a cock crowed far away。 The cold hour before dawn was passing。 The figure by the door moved。 In the dark without moon or stars a drawn blade gleamed； as if a chill light had been unsheathed。 There was a blow； soft but heavy； and the door shuddered。
'Open； in the name of Mordor！' said a voice thin and menacing。
At a second blow the door yielded and fell back； with timbers burst and lock broken。 The black figures passed swiftly in。
At that moment； among the trees nearby； a horn rang out。 It rent the night like fire on a hilltop。
AWAKE！ FEAR！ FIRE！ FOES！ AWAKE！
Fatty Bolger had not been idle。 As soon as he saw the dark shapes creep from the garden； he knew that he must run for it； or perish。 And run he did； out of the back door； through the garden； and over the fields。 When he reached the nearest