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the silmarillion-第58章

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was like to it。 That sword does not enter into this tale; though it was made of the same ore by the same smith; and that  
smith was E?l the Dark Elf; who took Aredhel Turgon's sister to wife。 He gave Anglachel to Thingol as fee; which he  
begrudged; for leave to dwell in Nan Elmoth; but its mate Anguirel he kept; until it was stolen from him by Maeglin; his  
son。 
But as Thingol turned the hilt of Anglachel towards Beleg; Melian looked at the blade; and she said: 'There is  
malice in this sword。 The dark heart of the smith still dwells in it。 It will not love the hand it serves; neither will it abide  
with you long。' 
'Nonetheless I will wield it while I may;' said Beleg。 
'Another gift I will give to you; Cúthalion;' said Melian; 'that shall be your help in the wild; and the help also of  
those whom you choose。' And she gave him store of lembas; the waybread of the Elves; wrapped in leaves of silver; and  
the threads that bound it were sealed at the knots with the seal of the Queen; a wafer of white wax shaped as a single  
flower of Telperion; for according to the customs of the Eldali? the keeping and giving of lembas belonged to the Queen  
alone。 In nothing did Melian show greater favour to Túrin than in this gift; for the Eldar had never before allowed Men  
to use this waybread; and seldom did so again。 
Then Beleg departed with these gifts from Menegroth and went back to the north marches; where he had his  
lodges; and many friends。 Then in Dimbar the Orcs were driven back; and Anglachel rejoiced to be unsheathed; but  
when the winter came; and war was stilled; suddenly his panions missed Beleg; and he returned to them no more。 
 
Now when Beleg parted from the outlaws and returned into Doriath; Túrin led them away westward out of  
Sirion's vale; for they grew weary of their life without rest; ever watchful and in fear of pursuit; and they sought for a  
safer lair。 And it chanced at a time of evening that they came upon three Dwarves; who fled before them; but one that  
lagged behind was seized and thrown down; and a man of the pany took his bow and let fly an arrow at the others as  
they vanished in the dusk。 Now the dwarf that they had taken was named M?m; and he pleaded for his life before Túrin;  
and offered as ransom to lead them to his hidden halls which none might find without his aid。 Then Túrin pitied M?m;  
and spared him; and he said: 'Where is your house?' 
Then M?m answered: 'High above the lands lies the house of M?m; upon the great hill; Amon R?dh is that hill  
called now; since the Elves changed all the names。' 
Then Túrin was silent; and he looked long upon the dwarf; and at last he said: 'You shall bring us to that place。' 
On the next day they set out thither; following M?m to Amon R?dh。 Now that hill stood upon the edge of the  
moorlands that rose between the vales of Sirion and Narog; and high above the stony heath it reared its crown; but its  
steep grey head was bare; save for the red seregon that mantled the stone。 And as the men of Túrin's band drew near; the  
sun westering broke through the clouds; and fell upon the crown; and the seregon was all in flower。 Then one among  
them said: 'There is blood on the hill…top。' 
But M?m led them by secret paths up the steep slopes of Amon R?dh; and at the mouth of his cave he bowed to  
Túrin; saying: 'Enter into Bar…en…Danwedh; the House of Ransom; for so it shall be called。' 
And now there came another dwarf bearing light to greet him; and they spoke together; and passed swiftly down  
into the darkness of the cave; but Túrin followed after; and came at length to a chamber far within; lit by dim lamps  
hanging upon chains。 There he found M?m kneeling at a stone couch beside the wall; and he tore his beard; and wailed;  
crying one name unceasingly; and on the couch there lay a third。 But Túrin entering stood beside M?m; and offered him  
aid。 Then M?m looked up at him; and said: 'You can give no aid。 For this is Kh?m; my son; and he is dead; pierced by an  
arrow。 He died at sunset。 Ibun my son has told me。' 
Then pity rose in Túrin's heart; and he said to M?m: 'Alas! I would recall that shaft; if I could。 Now Bar…en… 
Danwedh this house shall be called in truth; and if ever I e to any wealth; I will pay you a ransom of gold for your  
son; in token of sorrow; though it gladden your heart no more。' 
Then M?m rose; and looked long at Túrin。 'I hear you;' he said。 'You speak like a dwarf…lord of old; and at that I  
marvel。 Now my heart is cooled; though it is not glad; and hi this house you may dwell; if you will; for I will pay my  
ransom。' 
So began the abiding of Túrin in the hidden house of M?m upon Amon R?dh; and he walked on the greensward  
before the mouth of the cave; and looked out east; and west; and north。 Northward he looked; and descried the Forest of  
Brethil climbing green about Amon Obel in its midst; and thither his eyes were drawn ever and again; he knew not why;  
for his heart was set rather to the north…west; where league upon league away on the skirts of the sky it seemed to him  
that he could glimpse the Mountains of Shadow; the walls of his home。 But at evening Túrin looked west into the sunset;  
as the sun rode down red into the hazes above the distant coasts; and the Vale of Narog lay deep in the shadows between。 
In the time that followed Túrin spoke much with M?m; and sitting with him alone he listened to his lore and the  
tale of his life。 For M?m came of Dwarves that were banished in ancient days from the great Dwarf…cities of the east; and  
long before the return of Morgoth they wandered westward into Beleriand; but they became diminished in stature and in  
smith…craft; and they took to lives of stealth; walking with bowed shoulders and furtive steps。 Before the Dwarves of  
Nogrod and Belegost came west over the mountains the Elves of Beleriand knew not what these others were; and they  
hunted them; and slew them; but afterwards they let them alone; and they were called Noegyth Nibin; the Petty…Dwarves;  
in the Sindarin tongue。 They loved none but themselves; and if they feared and hated the Orcs; they hated the Eldar no  
less; and the Exiles most of all; for the Noldor; they said; had stolen their lands and their homes。 Long ere King Finrod  
Felagund came over the Sea; the caves of Nargothrond were discovered by them; and by them its delving was begun;  
and beneath the crown of Amon R?dh; the Bald Hill; the slow hands of the Petty…Dwarves had bored and deepened the  
caves through the long years that they dwelt there; untroubled by the Grey…elves of the woods。 But now at last they had  
dwindled and died out of Middle…earth; all save M?m and his two sons; and M?m was old even in the reckoning of  
Dwarves; old and forgotten。 And in his halls the smithies were idle; and the axes rusted; and their name was remembered  
only in ancient tales of Doriath and Nargothrond。 
But when the year drew on to midwinter; snow came down from the north heavier than they had known it in the  
river…vales; and Amon R?dh was covered deep; and they said that the winters worsened in Beleriand as the power of  
Angband grew。 Then only the hardiest dared stir abroad; and some fell sick; and all were pinched with hunger。 But in the  
dim dusk of a winter's day there appeared suddenly among them a man; as it seemed; of great bulk and girth; cloaked  
and hooded in white; and he walked up to the fire without a word。 And when men sprang up in fear; he laughed; and  
threw back his hood; and beneath his wide cloak he bore a great pack; and in the light of the fire Túrin looked again on  
the face of Beleg Cúthalion。 
Thus Beleg returned once more to Túrin; and their meeting was glad; and with him he brought out of Dimbar the  
Dragon…helm of Dor…lómin; thinking that it might lift Túrin's thought again above his life in the wilderness as the leader  
of a petty pany。 But still Túrin would not return to Doriath; and Beleg yielding to his love against his wisdom  
remained with him; and did not depart; and in that time he laboured much for the good of Túrin's pany。 Those that  
were hurt or sick he tended; and gave to them the le
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