The Lord of the Rings-指环王(英文版)- 第7部分

'But　this　one　was　walking；　I　tell　you；　and　there　ain't　no　elm　tree　on　the　North　Moors。'

'Then　Hal　can't　have　seen　one；'　said　Ted。　There　was　some　laughing　and　clapping：　the　audience　seemed　to　think　that　Ted　had　scored　a　point。

'All　the　same；'　said　Sam；　'you　can't　deny　that　others　besides　our　Halfast　have　seen　queer　folk　crossing　the　Shire　。　crossing　it；　mind　you：　there　are　more　that　are　turned　back　at　the　borders。　The　Bounders　have　never　been　so　busy　before。

'And　I've　heard　tell　that　Elves　are　moving　west。　They　do　say　they　are　going　to　the　harbours；　out　away　beyond　the　White　Towers。'　Sam　waved　his　arm　vaguely：　neither　he　nor　any　of　them　knew　how　far　it　was　to　the　Sea；　past　the　old　towers　beyond　the　western　borders　of　the　Shire。　But　it　was　an　old　tradition　that　away　over　there　stood　the　Grey　Havens；　from　which　at　times　elvenships　set　sail；　never　to　return。

'They　are　sailing；　sailing；　sailing　over　the　Sea；　they　are　going　into　the　West　and　leaving　us；'　said　Sam；　half　chanting　the　words；　shaking　his　head　sadly　and　solemnly。　But　Ted　laughed。

'Well；　that　isn't　anything　new；　if　you　believe　the　old　tales。　And　I　don't　see　what　it　matters　to　me　or　you。　Let　them　sail！　But　I　warrant　you　haven't　seen　them　doing　it；　nor　any　one　else　in　the　Shire。'

'Well　I　don't　know；'　said　Sam　thoughtfully。　He　believed　he　had　once　seen　an　Elf　in　the　woods；　and　still　hoped　to　see　more　one　day。　Of　all　the　legends　that　he　had　heard　in　his　early　years　such　fragments　of　tales　and　half　remembered　stories　about　the　Elves　as　the　hobbits　knew；　had　always　moved　him　most　deeply。　'There　are　some；　even　in　these　parts；　as　know　the　Fair　Folk　and　get　news　of　them；'　he　said。　'There's　Mr。　Baggins　now；　that　I　work　for。　He　told　me　that　they　were　sailing　and　he　knows　a　bit　about　Elves。　And　old　Mr。　Bilbo　knew　more：　many's　the　talk　I　had　with　him　when　I　was　a　little　lad。'

'Oh；　they're　both　cracked；'　said　Ted。　'Leastways　old　Bilbo　was　cracked；　and　Frodo's　cracking。　If　that's　where　you　get　your　news　from；　you'll　never　want　for　moonshine。　Well；　friends；　I'm　off　home。　Your　good　health！'　He　drained　his　mug　and　went　out　noisily。

Sam　sat　silent　and　said　no　more。　He　had　a　good　deal　to　think　about。　For　one　thing；　there　was　a　lot　to　do　up　in　the　Bag　End　garden；　and　he　would　have　a　busy　day　tomorrow；　if　the　weather　cleared。　The　grass　was　growing　fast。　But　Sam　had　more　on　his　mind　than　gardening。　After　a　while　he　sighed；　and　got　up　and　went　out。

It　was　early　April　and　the　sky　was　now　clearing　after　heavy　rain。　The　sun　was　down；　and　a　cool　pale　evening　was　quietly　fading　into　night。　He　walked　home　under　the　early　stars　through　Hobbiton　and　up　the　Hill；　whistling　softly　and　thoughtfully。

It　was　just　at　this　time　that　Gandalf　reappeared　after　his　long　absence。　For　three　years　after　the　Party　he　had　been　away。　Then　he　paid　Frodo　a　brief　visit；　and　after　taking　a　good　look　at　him　he　went　off　again。　During　the　next　year　or　two　he　had　turned　up　fairly　often；　ing　unexpectedly　after　dusk；　and　going　off　without　warning　before　sunrise。　He　would　not　discuss　his　own　business　and　journeys；　and　seemed　chiefly　interested　in　small　news　about　Frodo's　health　and　doings。

Then　suddenly　his　visits　had　ceased。　It　was　over　nine　years　since　Frodo　had　seen　or　heard　of　him；　and　he　had　begun　to　think　that　the　wizard　would　never　return　and　had　given　up　all　interest　in　hobbits。　But　that　evening；　as　Sam　was　walking　home　and　twilight　was　fading；　there　came　the　once　familiar　tap　on　the　study　window。

Frodo　weled　his　old　friend　with　surprise　and　great　delight。　They　looked　hard　at　one　another。

'Ah　well　eh？'　said　Gandalf。　'You　look　the　same　as　ever；　Frodo！'

'So　do　you；'　Frodo　replied；　but　secretly　he　thought　that　Gandalf　looked　older　and　more　careworn。　He　pressed　him　for　news　of　himself　and　of　the　wide　world；　and　soon　they　were　deep　in　talk；　and　they　stayed　up　far　into　the　night。

Next　morning　after　a　late　breakfast；　the　wizard　was　sitting　with　Frodo　by　the　open　window　of　the　study。　A　bright　fire　was　on　the　hearth；　but　the　sun　was　warm；　and　the　wind　was　in　the　South。　Everything　looked　fresh；　and　the　new　green　of　Spring　was　shimmering　in　the　fields　and　on　the　tips　of　the　trees'　fingers。

Gandalf　was　thinking　of　a　spring；　nearly　eighty　years　before；　when　Bilbo　had　run　out　of　Bag　End　without　a　handkerchief。　His　hair　was　perhaps　whiter　than　it　had　been　then；　and　his　beard　and　eyebrows　were　perhaps　longer；　and　his　face　more　lined　with　care　and　wisdom；　but　his　eyes　were　as　bright　as　ever；　and　he　smoked　and　blew　smokerings　with　the　same　vigour　and　delight。

He　was　smoking　now　in　silence；　for　Frodo　was　sitting　still；　deep　in　thought。　Even　in　the　light　of　morning　he　felt　the　dark　shadow　of　the　tidings　that　Gandalf　had　brought。　At　last　he　broke　the　silence。

'Last　night　you　began　to　tell　me　strange　things　about　my　ring；　Gandalf；'　he　said。　'And　then　you　stopped；　because　you　said　that　such　matters　were　best　left　until　daylight。　Don't　you　think　you　had　better　finish　now？　You　say　the　ring　is　dangerous；　far　more　dangerous　than　I　guess。　In　what　way？'

'In　many　ways；'　answered　the　wizard。　It　is　far　more　powerful　than　I　ever　dared　to　think　at　first；　so　powerful　that　in　the　end　it　would　utterly　overe　anyone　of　mortal　race　who　possessed　it。　It　would　possess　him。

'In　Eregion　long　ago　many　Elvenrings　were　made；　magic　rings　as　you　call　them；　and　they　were；　of　course；　of　various　kinds：　some　more　potent　and　some　less。　The　lesser　rings　were　only　essays　in　the　craft　before　it　was　fullgrown；　and　to　the　Elvensmiths　they　were　but　trifles　。　yet　still　to　my　mind　dangerous　for　mortals。　But　the　Great　Rings；　the　Rings　of　Power；　they　were　perilous。

'A　mortal；　Frodo；　who　keeps　one　of　the　Great　Rings；　does　not　die；　but　he　does　not　grow　or　obtain　more　life；　he　merely　continues；　until　at　last　every　minute　is　a　weariness。　And　if　he　often　uses　the　Ring　to　make　himself　invisible；　he　fades：　he　bees　in　the　end　invisible　permanently；　and　walks　in　the　twilight　under　the　eye　of　the　dark　power　that　rules　the　Rings。　Yes；　sooner　or　later　。　later；　if　he　is　strong　or　wellmeaning　to　begin　with；　but　neither　strength　nor　good　purpose　will　last　。　sooner　or　later　the　dark　power　will　devour　him。'

'How　terrifying！'　said　Frodo。　There　was　another　long　silence。　The　sound　of　Sam　Gamgee　cutting　the　lawn　came　in　from　the　garden。

'How　long　have　you　known　this？'　asked　Frodo　at　length。　'And　how　much　did　Bilbo　know？'

'Bilbo　knew　no　more　than　he　told　you；　I　am　sure；'　said　Gandalf。　'He　would　certainly　never　have　passed　on　to　you　anything　that　he　thought　would　be　a　danger；　even　though　I　promised　to　look　after　you。　He　thought　the　ring　was　very　beautiful；　and　very　useful　at　need；　and　if　anything　self。　He　said　that　it　was　〃growing　on　his　mind〃；　and　he　was　always　worrying　about　it；　but　he　did　not　suspect　that　the　ring　itself　was　to　blame。　Though　he　had　found　out　that　the　thing　needed　looking　after；　it　did　not　seem　always　of　the　same　size　or　weight；　it　shrank　or　expanded　in　an　odd　way；　and　might　suddenly　slip　off　a　finger　where　it　had　been　tight。'

'Yes；　he　warned　me　of　that　in　his　last　letter；'　said　Frodo；　'so　I　have　always　kept　it　on　its　chain。'

'Very　wise；'　said　Gandalf。　'But　as　for　his　long　life；　Bilbo　never　connected　it　with　the　ring　at　all。　He　took　all　the　credit　for　that　to　himself；　and　he　was　very　proud　of　it。　Though　he　was　getting　restless　and　uneasy。　Thin　and　stretched　he　said。　A　sign　that　the　ring　was　getting　control。'

'How　long　have　you　known　all　this？'　asked　Frodo　again。

'Known？'　said　Gandalf。　'I　have　known　much　that　only　the　Wise　know；　Frodo。　But　if　you　mean　〃known　about　this　ring〃；　well；　I　still　do　not　know；　one　might　say。　There　is　a　last　test　to　make。　But　I　no　longer　doubt　my　guess。

'When　did　I　first　begin　to　guess？'　he　mused；　searching　back　in　memory。　'Let　me　see　。　it　was　in　the　year　that　the　White　Council　drove　the　dark　power　from　Mirkwood；　just　before　the　Battle　of　Five　Armies；　that　Bilbo　found　his　ring。　A　shadow　fell　on　my　heart　then；　though　I　did　not　know　yet　what　I　feared。　I　wondered　often　how　Gollum　came　by　a　Great　Ring；　as　plainly　it　was　。　that　at　least　was　clear　from　the　first。　Then　I　heard　Bilbo's　strange　story　of　how　he　had　〃won〃　it；　and　I　could　not　believe　it。　When　I　at　last　got　the　truth　out　of　him；　I　saw　at　once　that　he　had　been　trying　to　put　his　claim　to　the　ring　beyond　doubt。　Much　like　Gollum　with　his　〃birthday　present〃。　The　lies　were　too　much　alike　for　my　fort。　Clearly　the　ring　had　an　unwholesome　power　that　set　to　work　on　its　keeper　at　once。　That　was　the　first　real　warning　I　had　that　all　was　not　well。　I　told　Bilbo　often　that　such　rings　were　better　left　unused；　but　he　resented　it；　and　soon　got　angry。　There　was　little　else　that　I　could　do。　I　could　not　take　it　from　him　without　doing　greater　harm；　and　I　had　no　right　to　do　so　anyway。　I　could　only　watch　and　wait。　I　might　perhaps　have　consulted　Saruman　the　White；　but　something　always　held　me　back。'

'Who　is　he？'　asked　Frodo。　I　have　never　heard　of　him　before。'

'Maybe　not；'　answered　Gandalf。　'Hobbits　are；　or　were；　no　concern　of　his。　Yet　he　is　great　among　the　Wise。　He　is　the　chief　of　my　order　and　the　head　of　the　Council。　His　knowledge　is　deep；　but　his　pride　has　grown　with　it；　and　he　takes　ill　any　meddling。　The　lore　of　the　Elvenrings；　great　and　small；　is　his　province。　He　has　long　studied　it；　seeking　the　lost　secrets　of　their　making；　but　when　the　Rings　were　debated　in　the　Council；　all　that　he　would　reveal　to　us　of　his　ringlore　told　against　my　fears。　So　my　doubt　slept　。　but　uneasily。　Still　I　watched　and　I　waited。

'And　all　seemed　well　with　Bilbo。　And　the　years　passed。　Yes；　they　passed；　and　they　seemed　not　to　touch　him。　He　showed　no　signs　of　age。　The　shadow　fell　on　me　again。　But　I　said　to　myself：　〃After　all　he　es　of　a　longlived　family　on　his　mother's　side。　There　is　time　yet。　Wait！〃

'And　I　waited。　Until　that　night　when　he　left　this　house。　He　said　and　did　things　then　that　filled　me　with　a　fear　that　no　words　of　Saruman　could　allay。　I　knew　at　last　that　something　dark　and　deadly　was　at　work。　And　I　have　spent　most　of　the　years　since　then　in　finding　out　the　truth　of　it。'

'There　wasn't　any　permanent　harm　done；　was　there？'　asked　Frodo　anxiously。　'He　would　get　all　right　in　time；　wouldn't　he？　Be　able　to　rest　in　peace；　I　mean？'

'He　felt　better　at　once；'　said　Gandalf。