the fellowship of the ring-第36部分

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Old　Tom　Bombadil　is　a　merry　fellow；　
Bright　blue　his　jacket　is；　and　his　boots　are　yellow。　
None　has　ever　caught　him　yet；　for　Tom；　he　is　the　master：　
His　songs　are　stronger　songs；　and　his　feet　are　faster。　　
There　was　a　loud　rumbling　sound；　as　of　stones　rolling　and　falling；　andsuddenly　light　streamed　in；　real　light；　the　plain　light　of　day。　A　low　door…　
like　opening　appeared　at　the　end　of　the　chamber　beyond　Frodo's　feet；　and　therewas　Tom's　head　（hat；　feather；　and　all）　framed　against　the　light　of　the　sunrising　red　behind　him。　The　light　fell　upon　the　floor；　and　upon　the　faces　ofthe　three　hobbits　lying　beside　Frodo。　They　did　not　stir；　but　the　sickly　huehad　left　them。　They　looked　now　as　if　they　were　only　very　deeply　asleep。　
Tom　stooped；　removed　his　hat；　and　came　into　the　dark　chamber；　singing：　　
Get　out；　you　old　Wight！　Vanish　in　the　sunlight！　
Shrivel　like　the　cold　mist；　like　the　winds　go　wailing；　
Out　into　the　barren　lands　far　beyond　the　mountains！　
e　never　here　again！　Leave　your　barrow　empty！　
Lost　and　forgotten　be；　darker　than　the　darkness；　
Where　gates　stand　for　ever　shut；　till　the　world　is　mended。　　
At　these　words　there　was　a　cry　and　part　of　the　inner　end　of　the　chamberfell　in　with　a　crash。　Then　there　was　a　long　trailing　shriek；　fading　away　intoan　unguessable　distance；　and　after　that　silence。　
'e；　friend　Frodo！'　said　Tom。　'Let　us　get　out　on　to　clean　grass！　Youmust　help　me　bear　them。'　
Together　they　carried　out　Merry；　Pippin；　and　Sam。　As　Frodo　left　thebarrow　for　the　last　time　he　thought　he　saw　a　severed　hand　wriggling　still；　
like　a　wounded　spider；　in　a　heap　of　fallen　earth。　Tom　went　back　in　again；　andthere　was　a　sound　of　much　thumping　and　stamping。　When　he　came　out　he　wasbearing　in　his　arms　a　great　load　of　treasure：　things　of　gold；　silver；　copper；　
and　bronze；　many　beads　and　chains　and　jewelled　ornaments。　He　climbed　the　greenbarrow　and　laid　them　all　on　top　in　the　sunshine。　
There　he　stood；　with　his　hat　in　his　hand　and　the　wind　in　his　hair；　andlooked　down　upon　the　three　hobbits；　that　had　been　laid　on　their　backs　upon　thegrass　at　the　west　side　of　the　mound。　Raising　his　right　hand　he　said　in　a　clearand　manding　voice：　　
Wake　now　my　merry　tads！　Wake　and　hear　me　calling！　
Warm　now　be　heart　and　limb！　The　cold　stone　is　fallen；　
Dark　door　is　standing　wide；　dead　hand　is　broken。　
Night　under　Night　is　flown；　and　the　Gate　is　open！　　
To　Frodo's　great　joy　the　hobbits　stirred；　stretched　their　arms；　rubbedtheir　eyes；　and　then　suddenly　sprang　up。　They　looked　about　in　amazement；　first　　
　
at　Frodo；　and　then　at　Tom　standing　large　as　life　on　the　barrow…top　above　them；　
and　then　at　themselves　in　their　thin　white　rags；　crowned　and　belted　with　palegold；　and　jingling　with　trinkets。　
'What　in　the　name　of　wonder？'　began　Merry；　feeling　the　golden　circletthat　had　slipped　over　one　eye。　Then　he　stopped；　and　a　shadow　came　over　hisface；　and　he　closed　his　eyes。　'Of　course；　I　remember！'　he　said。　'The　men　ofCarn　D。m　came　on　us　at　night；　and　we　were　worsted。　Ah！　the　spear　in　myheart！'　He　clutched　at　his　breast。　'No！　No！'　he　said；　opening　his　eyes。　'Whatam　I　saying？　I　have　been　dreaming。　Where　did　you　get　to；　Frodo？'　
'I　thought　that　I　was　lost；'　said　Frodo；　'but　I　don't　want　to　speak　ofit。　Let　us　think　of　what　we　are　to　do　now！　Let　us　go　on！'　
'Dressed　up　like　this；　sir？'　said　Sam。　'Where　are　my　clothes？'　He　flunghis　circlet；　belt；　and　rings　on　the　grass；　and　looked　round　helplessly；　as　ifhe　expected　to　find　his　cloak；　jacket；　and　breeches；　and　other　hobbit…garmentslying　somewhere　to　hand。　
'You　won't　find　your　clothes　again；'　said　Tom；　bounding　down　from　themound；　and　laughing　as　he　danced　round　them　in　the　sunlight。　One　would　havethought　that　nothing　dangerous　or　dreadful　had　happened；　and　indeed　the　horrorfaded　out　of　their　hearts　as　they　looked　at　him；　and　saw　the　merry　glint　inhis　eyes。　
'What　do　you　mean？'　asked　Pippin；　looking　at　him；　half　puzzled　and　halfamused。　'Why　not？'　
But　Tom　shook　his　head；　saying：　'You've　found　yourselves　again；　out　ofthe　deep　water。　Clothes　are　but　little　loss；　if　you　escape　from　drowning。　Beglad；　my　merry　friends；　and　let　the　warm　sunlight　heal　now　heart　and　limb！　
Cast　off　these　cold　rags！　Run　naked　on　the　grass；　while　Tom　goes　a…hunting！'　
He　sprang　away　down　hill；　whistling　and　calling。　Looking　down　after　himFrodo　saw　him　running　away　southwards　along　the　green　hollow　between　theirhill　and　the　next；　still　whistling　and　crying：　　
Hey！　now！　e　hoy　now！　Whither　do　you　wander？　
Up；　down；　near　or　far；　here；　there　or　yonder？　
Sharp…ears；　Wise…nose；　Swish…tail　and　Bumpkin；　
White…socks　my　little　lad；　and　old　Fatty　Lumpkin！　　
So　he　sang；　running　fast；　tossing　up　his　hat　and　catching　it；　until　hewas　hidden　by　a　fold　of　the　ground：　but　for　some　time　his　_hey　now！　hoy　now！　
_came　floating　back　down　the　wind；　which　had　shifted　round　towards　the　south。　
The　air　was　growing　very　warm　again。　The　hobbits　ran　about　for　a　while　onthe　grass；　as　he　told　them。　Then　they　lay　basking　in　the　sun　with　the　delightof　those　that　have　been　wafted　suddenly　from　bitter　winter　to　a　friendlyclime；　or　of　people　that；　after　being　long　ill　and　bedridden；　wake　one　day　tofind　that　they　are　unexpectedly　well　and　the　day　is　again　full　of　promise。　
By　the　time　that　Tom　returned　they　were　feeling　strong　（and　hungry）。　Hereappeared；　hat　first；　over　the　brow　of　the　hill；　and　behind　him　came　in　anobedient　line　_six_　ponies：　their　own　five　and　one　more。　The　last　was　plainlyold　Fatty　Lumpkin：　he　was　larger；　stronger；　fatter　（and　older）　than　their　ownponies。　Merry；　to　whom　the　others　belonged；　had　not；　in　fact；　given　them　anysuch　names；　but　they　answered　to　the　new　names　that　Tom　had　given　them　for　therest　of　their　lives。　Tom　called　them　one　by　one　and　they　climbed　over　the　browand　stood　in　a　line。　Then　Tom　bowed　to　the　hobbits。　　
'Here　are　your　ponies；　now！'　he　said。　'They've　more　sense　（in　some　ways）　
than　you　wandering　hobbits　have　–　more　sense　in　their　noses。　For　they　sniffdanger　ahead　which　you　walk　right　into；　and　if　they　run　to　save　themselves；　
then　they　run　the　right　way。　You　must　forgive　them　all；　for　though　theirhearts　are　faithful；　to　face　fear　of　Barrow…wights　is　not　what　they　were　madefor。　See；　here　they　e　again；　bringing　all　their　burdens！'　
Merry；　Sam；　and　Pippin　now　clothed　themselves　in　spare　garments　fromtheir　packs；　and　they　soon　felt　too　hot；　for　they　were　obliged　to　put　on　someof　the　thicker　and　warmer　things　that　they　had　brought　against　the　oning　of　　
　
winter。　　
'Where　does　that　other　old　animal；　that　Fatty　Lumpkin；　e　from？'　askedFrodo。　　
'He's　mine；'　said　Tom。　'My　four…legged　friend；　though　I　seldom　ride　him；　
and　he　wanders　often　far；　free　upon　the　hillsides。　When　your　ponies　stayedwith　me；　they　got　to　know　my　Lumpkin；　and　they　smelt　him　in　the　night；　andquickly　ran　to　meet　him。　I　thought　he'd　look　for　them　and　with　his　words　ofwisdom　take　all　their　fear　away。　But　now；　my　jolly　Lumpkin；　old　Tom's　going　toride。　Hey！　he's　ing　with　you；　just　to　set　you　on　the　road；　so　he　needs　apony。　For　you　cannot　easily　talk　to　hobbits　that　are　riding；　when　you're　onyour　own　legs　trying　to　trot　beside　them。'　
The　hobbits　were　delighted　to　hear　this；　and　thanked　Tom　many　times；　buthe　laughed；　and　said　that　they　were　so　good　at　losing　themselves　that　he　wouldnot　feel　happy　till　he　had　seen　them　safe　over　the　borders　of　his　land。　'I'vegot　things　to　do；'　he　said：　'my　making　and　my　singing；　my　talking　and　mywalking；　and　my　watching　of　the　country。　Tom　can't　be　always　near　to　opendoors　and　willow…cracks。　Tom　has　his　house　to　mind；　and　Goldberry　is　waiting。'　
It　was　still　fairly　early　by　the　sun；　something　between　nine　and　ten；　andthe　hobbits　turned　their　minds　to　food。　Their　last　meal　had　been　lunch　beside　　
the　standing　stone　the　day　before。　They　breakfasted　now　off　the　remainder　ofTom's　provisions；　meant　for　their　supper；　with　additions　that　Tom　had　broughtwith　him。　It　was　not　a　large　meal　（considering　hobbits　and　the　circumstances）；　
but　they　felt　much　better　for　it。　While　they　were　eating　Tom　went　up　to　themound；　and　looked　through　the　treasures。　Most　of　these　he　made　into　a　pilethat　glistened　and　sparkled　on　the　grass。　He　bade　them　lie　there　'free　to　allfinders；　birds；　beasts。　Elves　or　Men；　and　all　kindly　creatures'；　for　so　thespell　of　the　mound　should　be　broken　and　scattered　and　no　Wight　ever　e　backto　it。　He　chose　for　himself　from　the　pile　a　brooch　set　with　blue　stones；　many…　
shaded　like　flax…flowers　or　the　wings　of　blue　butterflies。　He　looked　long　atit；　as　if　stirred　by　some　memory；　shaking　his　head；　and　saying　at　last：　
'Here　is　a　pretty　toy　for　Tom　and　for　his　lady！　Fair　was　she　who　long　agowore　this　on　her　shoulder。　Goldberry　shall　wear　it　now；　and　we　will　not　forgether！'　　
For　each　of　the　hobbits　he　chose　a　dagger；　long；　leaf…shaped；　and　keen；　
of　marvellous　workmanship；　damasked　with　serpent…forms　in　red　and　gold。　Theygleamed　as　he　drew　them　from　their　black　sheaths；　wrought　of　some　strangemetal；　light　and　strong；　and　set　with　many　fiery　stones。　Whether　by　somevirtue　in　these　sheaths　or　because　of　the　spell　that　lay　on　the　mound；　theblades　seemed　untouched　by　time；　unrusted；　sharp；　glittering　in　the　sun。　
'Old　knives　are　long　enough　as　swords　for　hobbit…people；'　he　said。　'Sharpblades　are　good　to　have；　if　Shire…folk　go　walking；　east；　south；　or　far　awayinto　dark　and　danger。'　Then　he　told　them　that　these　blades　were　forged　manylong　years　ago　by　Men　of　Westernesse：　they　were　foes　of　the　Dark　Lord；　butthey　were　overe　by　the　evil　king　of　Carn　D。m　in　the　Land　of　Angmar。　
'Few　now　remember　them；'　Tom　murmured；　'yet　still　some　go　wandering；　sonsof　forgotten　kings　walking　in　loneliness；　guarding　from　evil　things　folk　thatare　heedless。'　　
The　hobbits　did　not　understand　his　words；　but　as　he　spoke　they　had　avision　as　it　were　of　a　great　expanse　of　years　behind　them；　like　a　vast　shadowyplain　over　which　there　strode　shapes　of　Men；　tall　and　grim　with　bright　swords；　
and　last　came　one　with　a　star　on　his　brow。　Then　the　vision　faded；　and　theywere　back　in　the　sunlit　world。　It　was　time　to　start　again。　They　made　ready；　
packing　their　bags　and　lading　their　ponies。　Their　new　weapons　they　hung　ontheir　leather　belts　under　their　jackets；　feeling　them　very　awkward；　andwondering　if　they　would　be　of　any　use。　Fighting　had　not　before　occurred　t