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s and open above； though every now and again the trees drew in and overshadowed it with their dark boughs。 Up this path they rode。 They were still climbing gently； but they now went much quicker； and with better heart； for it seemed to them that the Forest had relented； and was going to let them pass unhindered after all。
But after a while the air began to get hot and stuffy。 The trees drew close again on either side； and they could no longer see far ahead。 Now stronger than ever they felt again the ill will of the wood pressing on them。 So silent was it that the fall of their ponies' hoofs； rustling on dead leaves and occasionally stumbling on hidden roots； seemed to thud in their ears。 Frodo tried to sing a song to encourage them； but his voice sank to a murmur。
O！ Wanderers in the shadowed land
despair not！ For though dark they stand；
all woods there be must end at last；
and see the open sun go past：
the setting sun； the rising sun；
the day's end； or the day begun。
For east or west all woods must fail。。。
Fail … even as he said the word his voice faded into silence。 The air seemed heavy and the making of words wearisome。 Just behind them a large branch fell from an old overhanging tree with a crash into the path。 The trees seemed to close in before them。
'They do not like all that about ending and failing；' said Merry。 'I should not sing any more at present。 Wait till we do get to the edge； and then we'll turn and give them a rousing chorus！'
He spoke cheerfully； and if he felt any great anxiety； he did not show it。 The others did not answer。 They were depressed。 A heavy weight was settling steadily on Frodo's heart； and he regretted now with every step forward that he had ever thought of challenging the menace of the trees。 He was； indeed； just about to stop and propose going back （if that was still possible）； when things took a new turn。 The path stopped climbing； and became for a while nearly level。 The dark trees drew aside； and ahead they could see the path going almost straight forward。 Before them； but some distance off； there stood a green hill…top； treeless； rising like a bald head out of the encircling wood。 The path seemed to be making directly for it。
They now hurried forward again； delighted with the thought of climbing out for a while above the roof of the Forest。 The path dipped； and then again began to climb upwards； leading them at last to the foot of the steep hillside。 There it left the trees and faded into the turf。 The wood stood all round the hill like thick hair that ended sharply in a circle round a shaven crown。
The hobbits led their ponies up； winding round and round until they reached the top。 There they stood and gazed about them。 The air was gleaming and sunlit； but hazy； and they could not see to any great distance。 Near at hand the mist was now almost gone； though here and there it lay in hollows of the wood； and to the south of them； out of a deep fold cutting right across the Forest； the fog still rose like steam or wisps of white smoke。
'That；' said Merry； pointing with his hand； 'that is the line of the Withywindle。 It es down out of the Downs and flows south…west through the midst of the Forest to join the Brandywine below Haysend。 We don't want to go that way！ The Withywindle valley is said to be the queerest part of the whole wood … the centre from which all the queerness es； as it were。'
The others looked in the direction that Merry pointed out； but they could see little but mists over the damp and deep…cut valley； and beyond it the southern half of the Forest faded from view。
The sun on the hill…top was now getting hot。 It must have been about eleven o'clock； but the autumn haze still prevented them from seeing much in other directions。 In the west they could not make out either the line of the Hedge or the valley of the Brandywine beyond it。 Northward； where they looked most hopefully； they could see nothing that might be the line of the great East Road； for which they were making。 They were on an island in a sea of trees； and the horizon was veiled。
On the south…eastern side the ground fell very steeply； as if the slopes of the hill were continued far down under the trees； like island…shores that really are the sides of a mountain rising out of deep waters。 They sat on the green edge and looked out over the woods below them； while they ate their mid…day meal。 As the sun rose and passed noon they glimpsed far off in the east the grey…green lines of the Downs that lay beyond the Old Forest on that side。 That cheered them greatly； for it was good to see a sight of anything beyond the wood's borders； though they did not mean to go that way； if they could help it： the Barrow…downs had as sinister a reputation in hobbit…legend as the Forest itself。
At length they made up their minds to go on again。 The path that had brought them to the hill reappeared on the northward side； but they had not followed it far before they became aware that it was bending steadily to the right。 Soon it began to descend rapidly and they guessed that it must actually be heading towards the Withywindle valley： not at all the direction they wished lo take。 After some discussion they decided to leave this misleading path and strike northward； for although they had not been able to see it from the hill…top； the Road must lie that way； and it could not be many miles off。 Also northward； and to the left of the path； the land seemed lo be drier and more open； climbing up to slopes where the trees were thinner； and pines and firs replaced the oaks and ashes and other strange and nameless trees of the denser wood。
At first their choice seemed to be good： they got along at a fair speed； though whenever they got a glimpse of the sun in an open glade they seemed unaccountably to have veered eastwards。 But after a time the trees began to close in again； just where they had appeared from a distance to be thinner and less tangled。 Then deep folds in the ground were discovered unexpectedly； like the ruts of great giant…wheels or wide moats and sunken roads long disused and choked with brambles。 These lay usually right across their line of march； and could only be crossed by scrambling down and out again； which was troublesome and difficult with their ponies。 Each time they climbed down they found the hollow filled with thick bushes and matted undergrowth； which somehow would not yield to the left； but only gave way when they turned to the right； and they had to go some distance along the bottom before they could find a way up the further bank。 Each time they clambered out； the trees seemed deeper and darker； and always to the left and upwards it was most difficult to find a way； and they were forced to the right and downwards。
After an hour or two they had lost all clear sense of direction； though they knew well enough that they had long ceased to go northward at all。 They were being headed off； and were simply following a course chosen for them … eastwards and southwards； into the heart of the Forest and not out of it。
The afternoon was wearing away when they scrambled and stumbled into a fold that was wider and deeper than any they had yet met。 It was so sleep and overhung that it proved impossible to climb out of it again； either forwards or backwards； without leaving their ponies and their baggage behind。 All they could do was to follow the fold … downwards。 The ground grew soft； and in places boggy； springs appeared in the banks； and soon they found themselves following a brook that trickled and babbled through a weedy bed。 Then the ground began to fall rapidly； and the brook growing strong and noisy； flowed and leaped swiftly downhill。 They were in a deep dim…lit gully over…arched by trees high above them。
After stumbling along for some way along the stream； they came quite suddenly out of the gloom。 As if through a gate they saw the sunlight before them。 ing to the opening they found that they had made their way down through a cleft in a high sleep bank； almost a cliff。 At its feet was a wide space of grass and reeds； and in the distance could be glimpsed another bank almost as steep。 A golden afternoon of late sunshine lay warm and drowsy upon the hidden land between。 In the midst of it there wound lazily a dark river of brown water； bordered with ancient willows； arched over with willows； blocked with fallen willows； and flecked with thousands of faded willow…leaves。 The air was thick with them； fluttering yellow from the branches； for there was a warm and gentle breeze blowing softly in the valley； and the reeds were rustling； and the willow…boughs were creaking。
'Well； now I have at least some notion of where we are！' said Merry。 'We have e almost in the opposite direction to which we intended。 This is the River Withywindle！ I will go on and explore。'
He passed out into the sunshine and disappeared into the long grasses。 After a while he reappeared； and reported that there was fairly solid ground between the cliff…foot and the river； in some places firm turf went down to the water's edge。 'What's more；' he said； 'there seems to be something like a footpath winding along on this side of the river。 If we turn left and follow it； we shall be bound to e out on the east side of the Forest eventually。'
'I dare say！' said Pippin。 'That is； if the track goes on so far； and does not simply lead us into a bog and leave us there。 Who made the track； do you suppose； and why？ I am sure it was not for our benefit。 I am getting very suspicious of this Forest and everything in it； and I begin to believe all the stories about it。 And have you any idea how far eastward we should have to go？'
'No；' said Merry； 'I haven't。 I don't know in the least how far down the Withywindle we are； or who could possibly e here often enough to make a path along it。 But there is no other way out that I can see or think of。'
There being nothing else for it； they filed out； and Merry led them to the path that he had discovered。 Everywhere the reeds and grasses were lush and tall； in places far above their heads； but once found； the path was easy to follow； as it turned and twisted； picking out the sounder ground among the bogs and pools。 Here and there it passed over other rills； running down gullies into the Withywindle out of the higher forest…lands； and at these points there were tree…trunks or bundles of brushwood laid carefully across。
The hobbits began to feel very hot。 There were armies of flies of all kinds buzzing round their ears； and the afternoon sun was burning on their backs。 At last they came suddenly into a thin shade； great grey branches reached across the path。 Each step forward became more reluctant than the last。 Sleepiness seemed to be creeping out of the ground and up their legs； and falling softly out of the air upon their heads and eyes。
Frodo felt his chin go down and his head nod。 Just in front of him Pippin fell forward on to his knees。 Frodo halted。 'It's no good；' he heard Merry saying。 'Can't go another step without rest。 Must have nap。 It's cool under the willows。 Less flies！'
Frodo did not like the sound of this。 'e on！' he cried。 'We can't have a nap yet。 We must get clear of the Forest first。' But the others were too far gone to care。 Beside them Sam stood yawning and blinking stupidly。
Suddenly Frodo himself felt sleep overwhelming him。 His head swam。 There now seemed hardly a sound in the air。 The flies had stopped buzzing。 Only a gentle noise on the edge of hearing； a soft fluttering as of a song half whispered； seemed to stir in the boughs above。 He lifted his heavy eyes and saw leaning over him a huge willow…tree； old and hoary。 Enormous it looked； its sprawling branches going up like reaching arms with many long…fingered hands； its knotted and twisted trunk gaping in wide fissures that creaked faintly as the boughs moved。 The leaves fluttering against the bright sky dazzled him； and he toppled over； lying where he fell upon the grass。
Merry and Pippin dragged themselves forward and lay down with their backs to the willow…trunk。 Behind them the great cracks gaped wide to receive them as the tree swayed and creaked。 They looked up at the grey and yellow leaves； moving softly against the light； and singing。 They shut their eyes； and t