Sam roused himself painfully from the ground. For a moment he wondered where he was, and then all the misery and despair returned to him. He was in the deep dark outside the under-gate of the orcs’ stronghold; its brazen doors were shut. He must have fallen stunned when he hurled himself against them; but how long he had lain there he did not know. Then he had been on fire, desperate and furious; now he was shivering and cold. He crept to the doors and pressed his ears against them.
山姆痛苦万分地从地上爬起来，有一瞬间，他完全不知道自己身在何处，之前所感受到绝望和难过的情绪也全都回来了。他就在半兽人堡垒之下的地底入口前，铜门紧紧的关着。他一定是之前猛撞那扇门时，把自己给撞昏了，不过，他并不清楚自己究竟在那里昏睡了多久。那时他似乎全身都着火了一样，又慌又愤怒，现在他则是觉得彷佛身在冰窖，冻得浑身发抖。他悄悄地走到门前，将耳朵贴上去倾听着。
Far within he could hear faintly the voices of orcs clamouring, but soon they stopped or passed out of hearing, and all was still. His head ached and his eyes saw phantom lights in the darkness, but he struggled to steady himself and think. It was clear at any rate that he had no hope of getting into the orc-hold by that gate; he might wait there for days before it was opened, and he could not wait: time was desperately precious. He no longer had any doubt about his duty: he must rescue his master or perish in the attempt.
他可以听见远处传来微弱的半兽人走动声，但很快的它们就渐行渐远，最后再也听不见了。他的头很痛，眼前有各式各样的幻影在黑暗中跳来跳去，但他还是努力挣扎，在黑暗中冷静下来，仔细思考眼前的处境。很明显的，他目前完全不可能从这个入口进入半兽人的堡垒，它可能好几天之后才会打开，而他不能再等下去了，时间非常宝贵、也非常紧迫。他对自己的任务已经不再有任何的怀疑，他必须救出主人，即使牺牲生命也在所不惜！
“The perishing is more likely, and will be a lot easier anyway,” he said grimly to himself, as he sheathed Sting and turned from the brazen doors. Slowly he groped his way back in the dark along the tunnel, not daring to use the elven-light; and as he went he tried to fit together the events since Frodo and he had left the Cross-roads. He wondered what the time was. Somewhere between one day and the next, he supposed; but even of the days he had quite lost count. He was in a land of darkness where the days of the world seemed forgotten, and where all who entered were forgotten too.
“牺牲生命是最有可能的结果，而且也是最简单的选择。”当他收起宝剑刺针，转身离开铜门时，他神情凝重地对自己说。他不敢动用精灵的星光，只能在黑暗的隧道中摸索着离开。在此同时，他试着拼凑起自从佛罗多和他离开十字路口后所发生的一连串事件。他连现在是什么时刻都不知道了，应该是快要第二天了吧，他想，但是，他连这中间过了多少天都不能确定了。他在一个黑暗充斥的国度，在这边，现实世界的时间似乎早已被遗忘，而走进这国度的人也会跟着一起被遗忘。
He came back at last to the stone door of the orc-passage, and still unable to discover the catch or bolt that held it, he scrambled over as before and dropped softly to the ground. Then he made his way stealthily to the outlet of Shelob’s tunnel, where the rags of her great web were still blowing and swaying in the cold airs. For cold they seemed to Sam after the noisome darkness behind; but the breath of them revived him. He crept cautiously out.
最后，他好不容易回到半兽人通道的入口石门，同样还是找不到是什么机关让它关得这么紧；因此，他照旧用之前的老方法爬了过去，身轻如燕地跳下来。接着，他悄无声息地来到了尸罗巢穴的出口，它那张巨网的残骸依旧在冷风中迎风飞舞。在经历了之前让人透不过气的黑暗之后，这里的风让他冷得直打哆嗦，不过，这也让他清醒许多，山姆小心翼翼地走了出去。
“I wonder if they think of us at all,” he said, “and what is happening to them all away there.” He waved his hand vaguely in the air before him; but he was in fact now facing southwards, as he came back to Shelob’s tunnel, not west. Out westward in the world it was drawing to noon upon the fourteenth day of March in the Shire-reckoning, and even now Aragorn was leading the black fleet from Pelargir, and Merry was riding with the Rohirrim down the Stonewain Valley, while in Minas Tirith flames were rising and Pippin watched the madness growing in the eyes of Denethor. Yet amid all their cares and fear the thoughts of their friends turned constantly to Frodo and Sam. They were not forgotten. But they were far beyond aid, and no thought could yet bring any help to Samwise Hamfast’s son; he was utterly alone.
“不知道他们会不会想到我们，”他说：“现在他们的状况又是怎么样？”他对着眼前随意比划着。事实上，他面对的方向是南方，正朝着尸罗巢穴，而不是西方。在外面西方的世界里，这时间正是夏垦历法的三月十二日，亚拉冈正带领着黑色舰队从佩拉格离开，梅里正和骠骑进入石车谷，米那斯提力斯陷入火海，皮聘看着迪耐瑟眼中的疯狂之色逐渐累积…即使在这忧患的处境中，他们的朋友还是会不时地想到佛罗多和山姆。他们并没有被遗忘，但是，没有人能够对他们伸出援手，光是想念还不足以帮助山姆卫斯，山姆此刻陷入完全孤立无援的处境。
All was ominously quiet. The light was no more than that of dusk at a dark day’s end. The vast vapours that arose in Mordor and went streaming westward passed low overhead, a great welter of cloud and smoke now lit again beneath with a sullen glow of red.
万籁俱寂，他眼前的亮度约莫只有乌云笼罩下的日落这种程度。从魔多冒出的黑烟掠过低空，飘向西方，他可以看见底下的乌云被红色的火光照亮，整个被染成暗红色。
Sam looked up towards the orc-tower, and suddenly from its narrow windows lights stared out like small red eyes. He wondered if they were some signal. His fear of the orcs, forgotten for a while in his wrath and desperation, now returned. As far as he could see, there was only one possible course for him to take: he must go on and try to find the main entrance to the dreadful tower; but his knees felt weak, and he found that he was trembling. Drawing his eyes down from the tower and the horns of the Cleft before him, he forced his unwilling feet to obey him, and slowly, listening with all his ears, peering into the dense shadows of the rocks beside the way, he retraced his steps, past the place where Frodo fell, and still the stench of Shelob lingered, and then on and up, until he stood again in the very cleft where he had put on the Ring and seen Shagrat’s company go by.
山姆抬起头看着半兽人的高塔，从它小小的窗户中突然冒出了红光，不知道这是否是某种讯号？之前由于他的狂怒而忘却的恐惧，现在又重新回到他的心头。极目所及之处，他只有一个可能的道路可以选择：山姆必须要找到这个丑陋高塔的正门。可是，他觉得两腿无力，浑身止不住地发抖。他把视线从眼前让人胆寒的景象移开，强迫自己一步一步的往前走。他专注着听着身边的一切声响，观察着附近所有的缝隙和阴影，在尸罗的腐臭之气笼罩下，走回佛罗多倒下的地方；然后他继续往上走，来到他戴上魔戒、看着夏格拉的队伍经过的山坳。
As before, Sam found that his hearing was sharpened, but that to his sight the things of this world seemed thin and vague. The rocky walls of the path were pale, as if seen through a mist, but still at a distance he heard the bubbling of Shelob in her misery; and harsh and clear, and very close it seemed, he heard cries and the clash of metal. He sprang to his feet, and pressed himself against the wall beside the road. He was glad of the Ring, for here was yet another company of orcs on the march. Or so at first he thought. Then suddenly he realized that it was not so, his hearing had deceived him: the orc-cries came from the tower, whose topmost horn was now right above him, on the left hand of the Cleft.
和之前一样，山姆立刻觉得自己的听力被放大许多，但眼前的世界却变得模糊不清。山道的岩壁显得相当苍白，彷佛是隔了一层迷雾，但是，他依旧可以听见远方的尸罗痛苦哀嚎的声音；在非常靠近的地方，他似乎可以听见叫喊声和兵器互相撞击的声响。他跳了起来，立刻紧贴在岩壁上不敢动弹。他很高兴有魔戒的帮助，因为眼前又来了另一群半兽人。一开始他是这样以为的，然后，他才意识到并不是这样，他又被自己的听力给搞混了，半兽人的呼喊声是来自于高塔中，现在塔顶就在他头上。
There he halted and sat down. For the moment he could drive himself no further. He felt that if once he went beyond the crown of the pass and took one step veritably down into the land of Mordor, that step would be irrevocable. He could never come back. Without any clear purpose he drew out the Ring and put it on again. Immediately he felt the great burden of its weight, and felt afresh, but now more strong and urgent than ever, the malice of the Eye of Mordor, searching, trying to pierce the shadows that it had made for its own defence, but which now hindered it in its unquiet and doubt.
他在那里停下脚步，坐了下来，他已经走不动了。他有种感觉，如果自己走过这个隘口，朝向魔多踏出一步，他就再也无法回头了，他永远不能离开那个黑暗的国度。他毫无理由的拿出魔戒，再度戴上，在同一瞬间，他立刻感觉到它的沉重，同时，也更清楚的感觉到魔多之眼在自己制造出来的黑影中焦躁的搜寻、调查着，希望能够确认这一切不安和疑惑的来源。
Sam shuddered and tried to force himself to move. There was plainly some devilry going on. Perhaps in spite of all orders the cruelty of the orcs had mastered them, and they were tormenting Frodo, or even savagely hacking him to pieces. He listened; and as he did so a gleam of hope came to him. There could not be much doubt: there was fighting in the tower, the orcs must be at war among themselves, Shagrat and Gorbag had come to blows. Faint as was the hope that his guess brought him, it was enough to rouse him. There might be just a chance. His love for Frodo rose above all other thoughts, and forgetting his peril he cried aloud: “I’m coming, Mr. Frodo!”
山姆打了个寒颤，试着强迫自己往前走，很明显出了什么状况。或许这些半兽人摆脱了上级严格的命令，让他们残酷的天性主导一切，目前正在虐待佛罗多，甚至是把他残忍地乱刀砍死。他继续听着，渐渐的，心中燃起了一丝希望。他很确定高塔中起了争斗，这些半兽人一定窝里反了，夏格拉和哥巴葛的部下打起来了。虽然这只是很渺茫的希望，但也足以让他再度鼓起勇气，这或许是唯一的机会。他对佛罗多的敬爱之情压下了一切其他的情绪，他忘记自身所处的危险，放声高呼道：“佛罗多先生，我来了！”
He ran forward to the climbing path, and over it. At once the road turned left and plunged steeply down. Sam had crossed into Mordor.
他朝着那斜坡跑去，一过最高点，斜坡往左转，开始急遽的下降，山姆进入了魔多。
He took off the Ring, moved it may be by some deep premonition of danger, though to himself he thought only that he wished to see more clearly. “Better have a look at the worst,” he muttered. “No good blundering about in a fog!”
他拿下魔戒，或许这是他内心深处对危险的警告，但他觉得自己必须看得更清楚一点。“最好把周遭的环境都看清楚，”他嘀咕着，“不须要一头闯进迷雾中！”
Sam was looking at Orodruin, the Mountain of Fire. Ever and anon the furnaces far below its ashen cone would grow hot and with a great surging and throbbing pour forth rivers of molten rock from chasms in its sides. Some would flow blazing towards Barad-dûr down great channels; some would wind their way into the stony plain, until they cooled and lay like twisted dragon-shapes vomited from the tormented earth. In such an hour of labour Sam beheld Mount Doom, and the light of it, cut off by the high screen of the Ephel Dúath from those who climbed up the path from the West, now glared against the stark rock faces, so that they seemed to be drenched with blood.
在山姆眼前的是欧洛都因，也就是火焰之山。底下的熔炉不时会喷出高热、致命、剧毒的岩浆，蔓延过附近的地面。有些岩浆会沿着巨大的沟渠流向巴拉多，有些则是蜿蜒地流上多岩的平原，最后，在它们冷却之后，看起来会像是大地所吐出的恐怖石龙。疲倦的山姆现在所看到的是末日裂隙剧烈活动时的景象，它的光芒被伊菲尔杜斯的山势所阻挡，让从西方而来的人只能看见彷佛泡在鲜血中的山壁。
Hard and cruel and bitter was the land that met his gaze. Before his feet the highest ridge of the Ephel Dúath fell steeply in great cliffs down into a dark trough, on the further side of which there rose another ridge, much lower, its edge notched and jagged with crags like fangs that stood out black against the red light behind them: it was the grim Morgai, the inner ring of the fences of the land. Far beyond it, but almost straight ahead, across a wide lake of darkness dotted with tiny fires, there was a great burning glow; and from it rose in huge columns a swirling smoke, dusty red at the roots, black above where it merged into the billowing canopy that roofed in all the accursed land.
他眼前的大地看起来寸草不生，毫无一丝生气，就在他的脚前，伊菲尔杜斯的山势形成陡峭的悬崖往下直落，落入一道山沟，在山沟的另外一边又是高起的山丘，但这山丘凹凸不平，看起来像是利爪的尖端一样让人极端不舒服，这是摩盖，这黑暗国度第二圈的防御。在那之后则是一个黑暗的大湖，上面点缀着几点火星；那里有着非常大的火势，从那团烈火中升起了大得惊人的烟柱，翻滚着飞上天空。烟柱的底端是暗红色的，上端则构成了笼罩这黑暗大地的天顶。
In that dreadful light Sam stood aghast, for now, looking to his left, he could see the Tower of Cirith Ungol in all its strength. The horn that he had seen from the other side was only its topmost turret. Its eastern face stood up in three great tiers from a shelf in the mountain-wall far below; its back was to a great cliff behind, from which it jutted out in pointed bastions, one above the other, diminishing as they rose, with sheer sides of cunning masonry that looked north-east and south-east. About the lowest tier, two hundred feet below where Sam now stood, there was a battlemented wall enclosing a narrow court. Its gate, upon the near south-eastern side, opened on a broad road, the outer parapet of which ran upon the brink of a precipice, until it turned southward and went winding down into the darkness to join the road that came over the Morgul Pass. Then on it went through a jagged rift in the Morgai out into the valley of Gorgoroth and away to Barad-dûr. The narrow upper way on which Sam stood leapt swiftly down by stair and steep path to meet the main road under the frowning walls close to the Tower-gate.
在这恐怖的光芒中，山姆呆立着，当他转向左边时，他可以看见那恐怖阴森的西力斯昂哥塔，他从另外一边看见的岩角不过是它最高的尖塔。它的东面有三个从底下山壁延伸出来的巨大楼层，背靠着另一个高耸峭壁，这座峭壁上有一层层逐渐退缩的庞大堡垒，面对东南方和东北方的墙壁，平滑得让苍蝇也难以停留。在最底下的一层，也就是山姆脚下两百尺的地方，有座被城墙包围的广场，出口则是在东南方，面对着一条宽广的道路。城墙的外塔建筑在绝壁的边缘，俯瞰着这条路和通往魔窟谷的大道会合。这条路的另一个方向穿越一段崎岖的地形，进入了葛哥洛斯盆地，通往巴拉多。山姆所在的这条小路有道往下的陡峭阶梯，在塔门外和大道会合。
Only too clearly Sam saw how hopeless it would be for him to creep down under those many-eyed walls and pass the watchful gate. And even if he did so, he could not go far on the guarded road beyond: not even the black shadows, lying deep where the red glow could not reach, would shield him long from the night-eyed orcs. But desperate as that road might be, his task was now far worse: not to avoid the gate and escape, but to enter it, alone.
山姆非常明白要越过这在严密监视下的高塔，进入那大门有多么困难。即使他做到了，在底下那条重兵看守的道路上他也走不远：连这浓重的黑暗，也无法让他躲过拥有夜视能力的半兽人。不过，最糟糕的是，他的任务并不是要躲开守卫逃出去，而是单枪匹马闯进高塔。
As he gazed at it suddenly Sam understood, almost with a shock, that this stronghold had been built not to keep enemies out of Mordor, but to keep them in. It was indeed one of the works of Gondor long ago, an eastern outpost of the defences of Ithilien, made when, after the Last Alliance, Men of Westernesse kept watch on the evil land of Sauron where his creatures still lurked. But as with Narchost and Carchost, the Towers of the Teeth, so here too the vigilance had failed, and treachery had yielded up the Tower to the Lord of the Ringwraiths, and now for long years it had been held by evil things. Since his return to Mordor, Sauron had found it useful; for he had few servants but many slaves of fear, and still its chief purpose as of old was to prevent escape from Mordor. Though if an enemy were so rash as to try to enter that land secretly, then it was also a last unsleeping guard against any that might pass the vigilance of Morgul and of Shelob.
当他看着眼前的道路时，山姆这才吃惊地明白，这座塔建造的目的不是为了让外人不能进入，而是为了将敌人关在里面。事实上，这是刚铎许久以前所建造的堡垒，是伊西立安东方的前哨站，在最后联盟的大战之后，西方皇族的人类为了监视索伦属下的生物依旧潜伏的这块大陆所兴建的。但是，这和牙之塔一样，人们松懈了，戒灵接管了这些高塔，它已经被邪恶的生物占领了许多年。在索伦回归魔多之后，他觉得这些高塔非常不错，因为他的仆人很少，大多是被恐惧所驱使的奴隶，所以这座高塔的目的依旧和古代一样，是为了避免人们逃出魔多。不过，如果有敌人试图秘密潜入魔多，这是在魔窟谷和尸罗的巢穴之外最后的防御阵线。
His thought turned to the Ring, but there was no comfort there, only dread and danger. No sooner had he come in sight of Mount Doom, burning far away, than he was aware of a change in his burden. As it drew near the great furnaces where, in the deeps of time, it had been shaped and forged, the Ring’s power grew, and it became more fell, untameable save by some mighty will. As Sam stood there, even though the Ring was not on him but hanging by its chain about his neck, he felt himself enlarged, as if he were robed in a huge distorted shadow of himself, a vast and ominous threat halted upon the walls of Mordor. He felt that he had from now on only two choices: to forbear the Ring, though it would torment him; or to claim it, and challenge the Power that sat in its dark hold beyond the valley of shadows. Already the Ring tempted him, gnawing at his will and reason. Wild fantasies arose in his mind; and he saw Samwise the Strong, Hero of the Age, striding with a flaming sword across the darkened land, and armies flocking to his call as he marched to the overthrow of Barad-dûr. And then all the clouds rolled away, and the white sun shone, and at his command the vale of Gorgoroth became a garden of flowers and trees and brought forth fruit. He had only to put on the Ring and claim it for his own, and all this could be.
他的思绪转到了魔戒之上，但是，他从那上面只能获得恐惧和危险，当他一看见末日火山之后，就感觉到魔戒产生了变化。在许多年以前，魔戒就是在这边铸造的，它的力量越来越强，越来越邪恶，只有意志力极为坚定的人才能够控制它。山姆站在那边，虽然没戴上魔戒，只是将它挂在脖子上，他还是觉得自己膨胀变大了。他彷佛披着自己的巨大幻影，站在魔多的高墙上俯瞰一切，带来无比的威胁。他可以感觉到只有两种选择：继续拿着魔戒，承受它的折磨；或是戴上魔戒，挑战躲在这国度之内的邪恶之主。魔戒已经开始啃食他的理智和思绪，他的脑中开始浮现异想天开的景象：他看见了万夫莫敌的山姆卫斯，此纪元的英雄山姆，拿着火焰的圣剑横越这黑暗大地，在他的呼唤下万民归顺，前来征讨巴拉多；然后，所有的云朵都散去，阳光照耀大地，在他的旨意之下，葛哥洛斯的山谷变成长满花朵和果树的美丽山谷。他只须要戴上魔戒，让自己成为它的主人，这一切都会实现。
In that hour of trial it was the love of his master that helped most to hold him firm; but also deep down in him lived still unconquered his plain hobbit-sense: he knew in the core of his heart that he was not large enough to bear such a burden, even if such visions were not a mere cheat to betray him. The one small garden of a free gardener was all his need and due, not a garden swollen to a realm; his own hands to use, not the hands of others to command.
在那严酷的考验下，是他对主人的敬爱让他保持理智，不过，在他内心的哈比人依旧清醒着；他知道自己并没有伟大到足以接受这重担，即使那些幻象真能实现也不会有差别。他想要的只是一个小小的花园，不是扩张成整个国度的领土；他想要用自己的手栽种一切，而非指挥他人为他效命。
“And anyway all these notions are only a trick,” he said to himself. “He’d spot me and cow me, before I could so much as shout out. He’d spot me, pretty quick, if I put the Ring on now, in Mordor. Well, all I can say is: things look as hopeless as a frost in Spring. Just when being invisible would be really useful, I can’t use the Ring! And if ever I get any further, it’s going to be nothing but a drag and a burden every step. So what’s to be done?”
“反正，这都只是幻觉而已，骗不了我的！”他对自己说：“我连喊都来不及喊，他就会发现我，把我抓起来。如果我在魔多戴上魔戒，他很快就会发现我的行踪，唉，我只能说，这次的希望渺茫到跟春天降霜一样！正当隐形可以帮上忙的时候，我却不能使用魔戒！就算我能够更深入魔多，那东西也会变成越来越沉重的负担，我到底该怎么办呢？”
He was not really in any doubt. He knew that he must go down to the gate and not linger any more. With a shrug of his shoulders, as if to shake off the shadow and dismiss the phantoms, he began slowly to descend. With each step he seemed to diminish. He had not gone far before he had shrunk again to a very small and frightened hobbit. He was now passing under the very walls of the Tower, and the cries and sounds of fighting could be heard with his unaided ears. At the moment the noise seemed to be coming from the court behind the outer wall.
其实他并不是真的感到疑惑，他知道必须立刻走向那座门。他耸耸肩，彷佛是将那些幻影和重担甩开，开始慢慢地往下爬。他每走一步，就觉得自己缩小很多，走不了多远，他又恢复成原来那个渺小、恐惧的哈比人。不久之后，他来到了高塔的外墙，即使他不戴上魔戒，也可以听见里面打斗的声音。此时，那声音似乎就是从外墙之内的广场传出来的。
He crept on; and as he went he wondered how many orcs lived in the Tower with Shagrat, and how many Gorbag had, and what they were quarrelling about, if that was what was happening. Shagrat’s company had seemed to be about forty, and Gorbag’s more than twice as large; but of course Shagrat’s patrol had only been a part of his garrison. Almost certainly they were quarrelling about Frodo, and the spoil. For a second Sam halted, for suddenly things seemed clear to him, almost as if he had seen them with his eyes. The mithril coat! Of course, Frodo was wearing it, and they would find it. And from what Sam had heard Gorbag would covet it. But the orders of the Dark Tower were at present Frodo’s only protection, and if they were set aside, Frodo might be killed out of hand at any moment.
他继续小心翼翼地前进，同时他忍不住想着，高塔中究竟有多少夏格拉的人马？哥巴葛又有多少兵力？他们到底在争执什么？里面究竟发生了什么事情？夏格拉的队伍大概有四十人，但哥巴葛的人数几乎有两倍之多，不过，夏格拉的巡逻队只是他管辖部队的一部分，他们多半是为了佛罗多和战利品而争吵。山姆停下了脚步，他突然间想通了，里面的景象清楚地浮现在他眼前：秘银锁子甲！一定是这样！佛罗多穿着它，绝对会被他们发现的。从山姆所听到的片段来看，哥巴葛一定会想要将它据为己有。魔多的命令可说是佛罗多唯一的护身符，如果他们决定不管上级的命令，佛罗多随时都可能被杀。
Sam was about half way down the path when out of the dark gateway into the red glow there came two orcs running. They did not turn towards him. They were making for the main road; but even as they ran they stumbled and fell to the ground and lay still. Sam had seen no arrows, but he guessed that the orcs had been shot down by others on the battlements or hidden in the shadow of the gate. He went on, hugging the wall on his left. One look upward had shown him that there was no hope of climbing it. The stone-work rose thirty feet, without a crack or ledge, to overhanging courses like inverted steps. The gate was the only way.
山姆正爬到一半，突然有两名半兽人从黑暗中跑了出来，他们并不是跑向他，这两人是跑向大路，不过，没跑多远，两个人就踉跄倒地，再也没有爬起来过。山姆没有看见攻击的人，但他推测这两个家伙多半是被躲在墙内或是阴影处的敌人给射死了。他继续前进，紧靠着左边的墙壁。他抬头看了一眼，就知道完全不可能爬上去。这座石墙几乎有三十尺高，上面没有任何的空隙，最要命的是，最上面还做成像是颠倒阶梯的形状，大门是唯一的入口。
“Come on, you miserable sluggard!” Sam cried to himself. “Now for it!” He drew Sting and ran towards the open gate. But just as he was about to pass under its great arch he felt a shock: as if he had run into some web like Shelob’s, only invisible. He could see no obstacle, but something too strong for his will to overcome barred the way. He looked about, and then within the shadow of the gate he saw the Two Watchers.
“快点啊，你这个慢吞吞的家伙！”山姆自言自语道：“快跑啊！”他拔出刺针，冲向敝开的大门，但是，正当他准备要闯进门内时，突然觉得一阵战栗，彷佛他撞上了尸罗的蛛网，只不过这是隐形的；他看不见是什么阻挡了去路，只知道某种坚韧到让他无法突破的力量挡在前面。他打量着四周，在门旁的阴影中看见了两名监视者。
Hardening his will Sam thrust forward once again, and halted with a jerk, staggering as if from a blow upon his breast and head. Then greatly daring, because he could think of nothing else to do, answering a sudden thought that came to him, he drew slowly out the phial of Galadriel and held it up. Its white light quickened swiftly, and the shadows under the dark arch fled. The monstrous Watchers sat there cold and still, revealed in all their hideous shape. For a moment Sam caught a glitter in the black stones of their eyes, the very malice of which made him quail; but slowly he felt their will waver and crumble into fear.
山姆硬着头皮又闯了一次，这次他似乎在胸口和脑袋上都挨了一拳，踉跄地连退数步。最后，别无选择的他灵机一动，拿出了凯兰崔尔赐的玻璃瓶。它的白光迅疾增强，黑暗门廊中的阴影立刻逃之夭夭，丑恶的监视者动也不动地坐在那边，显露出他们僵硬的原形。山姆看见他们的石眼中露出恶狠狠的光芒，让他不禁退了几步；不过，他可以感觉到这两具雕像的意志动摇了，被恐惧所取代。
They were like great figures seated upon thrones. Each had three joined bodies, and three heads facing outward, and inward, and across the gateway. The heads had vulture-faces, and on their great knees were laid clawlike hands. They seemed to be carved out of huge blocks of stone, immovable, and yet they were aware: some dreadful spirit of evil vigilance abode in them. They knew an enemy. Visible or invisible none could pass unheeded. They would forbid his entry, or his escape.
他们看起来像是两个坐在宝座上的雕像，每个雕像都有三个头颅，一颗脑袋看着外面、一颗脑袋看着对面，一颗脑袋看着门内。雕像的头颅看起来像兀鹰一样，膝盖上则是像鸟爪一样的双手，他们似乎是用一整块巨大的岩石雕刻而成，不会移动，但却有着意识，彷佛是某种邪恶的妖灵注入了他们体内。他们能够分辨敌我，不管是否隐形，都没有敌人可以走进这门内，这两座雕像会阻挡他进入或是离开。
He sprang past them; but even as he did so, thrusting the phial back into his bosom, he was aware, as plainly as if a bar of steel had snapped to behind him, that their vigilance was renewed. And from those evil heads there came a high shrill cry that echoed in the towering walls before him. Far up above, like an answering signal, a harsh bell clanged a single stroke.
他立刻冲了进去，当他将玻璃瓶收进口袋中的刹那，立刻可以感觉到身后似乎有扇大门用力地关了起来，他们又再度清醒过来，从那些邪恶的头颅中冒出凄厉的喊声，在高墙间回响。从极高的地方传来了一声刺耳的钟声，宛如在回应这警告。
“That’s done it!” said Sam. “Now I’ve rung the front-door bell! Well, come on somebody!” he cried. “Tell Captain Shagrat that the great Elf-warrior has called, with his elf-sword too!”
“完蛋了！”山姆说：“我刚按了门铃！好吧，来吧！”他大喊着：“告诉夏格拉，那个强悍的精灵战士带着精灵宝剑来了！”
There was no answer. Sam strode forward. Sting glittered blue in his hand. The courtyard lay in deep shadow, but he could see that the pavement was strewn with bodies. Right at his feet were two orc-archers with knives sticking in their backs. Beyond lay many more shapes; some singly as they had been hewn down or shot; others in pairs, still grappling one another, dead in the very throes of stabbing, throttling, biting. The stones were slippery with dark blood.
没有任何回应，山姆大步走向前，他手中的刺针闪动着蓝芒，整个广场都笼罩在阴影中，但他可以清楚地看见地面上都是尸体。他脚旁就有两名半兽人弓箭手，背上都插着小刀，在那之后还有更多惨不忍睹的尸体。有些是被砍死、有些是被射死，有些临死前还紧抓着对方不放，有些则是互咬、互抓而死的，整个广场的地面沾满了黑色的血液。
Two liveries Sam noticed, one marked by the Red Eye, the other by a Moon disfigured with a ghastly face of death; but he did not stop to look more closely. Across the court a great door at the foot of the Tower stood half open, and a red light came through; a large orc lay dead upon the threshold. Sam sprang over the body and went in; and then he peered about at a loss.
山姆注意到有两种制服，一种上面绣着血红眼，另一个则是有着骷髅面孔的月亮，但他并没有停下脚步更仔细察看。在广场的另一边，高塔最底端的门半开着，里面透出红光，一名高大的半兽人就死在门边。山姆跳过那具尸体，走了进去，不知所措地看着四周。
“It’ll be near the back, I guess,” Sam muttered. “The whole Tower climbs backwards-like. And anyway I’d better follow these lights.”
“我猜应该会在靠近后面的地方，”山姆喃喃地说：“整个高塔似乎是往后倾斜，反正我就先沿着这些火光走走看！”
A wide and echoing passage led back from the door towards the mountain-side. It was dimly lit with torches flaring in brackets on the walls, but its distant end was lost in gloom. Many doors and openings could be seen on this side and that; but it was empty save for two or three more bodies sprawling on the floor. From what he had heard of the captains’ talk Sam knew that, dead or alive, Frodo would most likely be found in a chamber high up in the turret far above; but he might search for a day before he found the way.
一条宽广的走廊从门口通向山内。两旁的墙上所插着的火把提供了微弱的照明。走廊两边有许多扇门，但除了地上的几具尸体之外，一切都是空荡荡的。从两名队长之间的交谈，山姆推测，不管佛罗多是死是活，都会被关在塔顶最高的房间里面，只是，光要找到通往上面的路，可能就得花上一整天。
He had passed beyond the torchlight, almost to a great arched door at the end of the passage, the inner side of the under-gate, as he rightly guessed, when there came from high above a dreadful choking shriek. He stopped short. Then he heard feet coming. Someone was running in great haste down an echoing stairway overhead.
他走过了火光照耀的地方，来到了走廊尽头的一扇拱门前，这就是之前那个地底通道的另一边，他的确没猜错。这时，头上突然传来了一声被扼住的惨叫，他立刻停下脚步，然后听见了脚步声不断逼近，有个家伙从上面拼命往下跑。
He advanced down the passage, but slowly now, each step more reluctant. Terror was beginning to grip him again. There was no sound save the rap of his feet, which seemed to grow to an echoing noise, like the slapping of great hands upon the stones. The dead bodies; the emptiness; the dank black walls that in the torchlight seemed to drip with blood; the fear of sudden death lurking in doorway or shadow; and behind all his mind the waiting watchful malice at the gate: it was almost more than he could screw himself to face. He would have welcomed a fight — with not too many enemies at a time — rather than this hideous brooding uncertainty. He forced himself to think of Frodo, lying bound or in pain or dead somewhere in this dreadful place. He went on.
他沿着走廊缓缓往前，每一步都变得更沉重，他又开始感觉到恐惧。除了他的脚步声之外，四周一片死寂；不只如此，这脚步声似乎越变越大声，到了最后甚至有点像是巨人鼓掌的声音。满地的尸体、空旷的走廊、潮湿得好像沾满了鲜血的墙壁，在在都让他疑神疑鬼，担心敌人会突然从旁冲出，将他杀死。除了眼前的威胁之外，门口那两个恐怖雕像，一直是他心中挥不去的阴影。这几乎已经超过了他容忍的极限，他宁愿和敌人面对面（当然，对方的数量不可以太多），也不想要继续忍受这种提心吊胆的折磨。他强迫自己想着佛罗多、想着他被紧紧绑住，仆倒在某个黑暗角落的样子。
His will was too weak and slow to restrain his hand. It dragged at the chain and clutched the Ring. But Sam did not put it on; for even as he clasped it to his breast, an orc came clattering down. Leaping out of a dark opening at the right, it ran towards him. It was no more than six paces from him when, lifting its head, it saw him; and Sam could hear its gasping breath and see the glare in its bloodshot eyes. It stopped short aghast. For what it saw was not a small frightened hobbit trying to hold a steady sword: it saw a great silent shape, cloaked in a grey shadow, looming against the wavering light behind; in one hand it held a sword, the very light of which was a bitter pain, the other was clutched at its breast, but held concealed some nameless menace of power and doom.
山姆的意志管不住自己的手，他拉出项练、握紧魔戒，但山姆并没有戴上它，因为，正当那只手把魔戒捧在胸口时，一名半兽人出现了。他从右边的一扇门跳出来，朝向山姆冲来，等到他距离山姆不过几步的时候，他才抬起头看见了对方；山姆可以听见他急促的呼吸声，和他满布血丝的双眼。他猛地煞住脚步，因为，在他眼中，前方并不是一个浑身发抖的小哈比人，他看见的是一个沉默的身影，躲在灰色的阴影中，背后摇曳的光线让那人显得无比高大…敌人的右手拿着一柄剑，剑所发出的光芒让他难以忍受，而另一只手放在胸前，则是握着某种恐怖的力量，足以将他一击杀死。
For a moment the orc crouched, and then with a hideous yelp of fear it turned and fled back as it had come. Never was any dog more heartened when its enemy turned tail than Sam at this unexpected flight. With a shout he gave chase. “Yes! The Elf-warrior is loose!” he cried. “I’m coming. Just you show me the way up, or I’ll skin you!”
半兽人呆了片刻，接着惨叫一声，转头就跑。就像看见敌人转头奔逃，山姆意气风发地如猎犬一样追了上去，他大喊着：“没错！精灵战士来啦！”他扯开喉咙大吼大叫：“我来了！带我上去，不然我会把你的皮剥掉！”
Sam plodded on. He felt that he was on the right road, and his spirits had risen a good deal. He thrust the Ring away and tightened his belt. “Well, well!” he said. “If only they all take such a dislike to me and my Sting, this may turn out better than I hoped. And anyway it looks as if Shagrat, Gorbag, and company have done nearly all my job for me. Except for that little frightened rat, I do believe there’s nobody left alive in the place!”
山姆踉跄地继续往上爬，他可以感觉到自己走对路了，于是振奋起精神拼命追赶。他把魔戒收起，勒紧裤带。“好啦，好啦！”他说：“只要他们都这么害怕我和刺针，那一切都还有希望，反正，看起来夏格拉和哥巴葛的部下，应该已经替我完成了大部分的工作。除了那个害怕的小老鼠之外，我相信这里应该没有剩下什么人！”
But the orc was in its own haunts, nimble and well-fed. Sam was a stranger, hungry and weary. The stairs were high and steep and winding. Sam’s breath began to come in gasps. The orc had soon passed out of sight, and now only faintly could be heard the slapping of its feet as it went on and up. Every now and again it gave a yell, and the echo ran along the walls. But slowly all sound of it died away.
不过，半兽人虽然非常害怕，但他至少吃饱喝足，对这里极为熟悉；山姆则是个又渴又饿的陌生人，楼梯很高、很陡，山姆很快就开始拼命喘气。半兽人很快逃离了他的视线，山姆只能勉强听见他从高处传来的脚步声，有时他会发出毫无意义的吼叫声，让这声音在楼梯间回汤，但是，那声音渐渐消失了。
And with that he stopped, brought up hard, as if he had hit his head against the stone wall. The full meaning of what he had said struck him like a blow. Nobody left alive! Whose had been that horrible dying shriek? “Frodo, Frodo! Master!” he cried half sobbing. “If they’ve killed you, what shall I do? Well, I’m coming at last, right to the top, to see what I must.”
话一说完，他突然停了下来，似乎撞上一堵隐形的墙壁，他这才明白自己刚刚说的话代表了什么意思──没有人活下来！刚刚那声惨叫声是谁的？“佛罗多，佛罗多！主人！”他边哭边喊道：“如果他们杀了你，我该怎么办？我一定得到上面去看看是怎么一回事！”
Up, up he went. It was dark save for an occasional torch flaring at a turn, or beside some opening that led into the higher levels of the Tower. Sam tried to count the steps, but after two hundred he lost his reckoning. He was moving quietly now; for he thought that he could hear the sound of voices talking, still some way above. More than one rat remained alive it seemed.
他不停地往上爬，除了转角偶尔插着的火把和窗户透进的些许光芒外，楼梯间一片黑暗。山姆试着计算到底有多少阶楼梯，但在两百阶之后他就数不下去了。他刻意放低音量，因为他觉得好像可以听见上面有人说话的声音，看来，恐怕不只一只老鼠留了下来。
All at once, when he felt that he could pump out no more breath, nor force his knees to bend again, the stair ended. He stood still. The voices were now loud and near. Sam peered about. He had climbed right to the flat roof of the third and highest tier of the Tower: an open space, about twenty yards across, with a low parapet. There the stair was covered by a small domed chamber in the midst of the roof, with low doors facing east and west. Eastward Sam could see the plain of Mordor vast and dark below, and the burning mountain far away. A fresh turmoil was surging in its deep wells, and the rivers of fire blazed so fiercely that even at this distance of many miles the light of them lit the tower-top with a red glare. Westward the view was blocked by the base of the great turret that stood at the back of this upper court and reared its horn high above the crest of the encircling hills. Light gleamed in a window-slit. Its door was not ten yards from where Sam stood. It was open but dark, and from just within its shadow the voices came.
正当他觉得自己再也喘不过气、脚再也抬不起来时，楼梯到了终点。他停了下来，那声音变得更清楚、更靠近。山姆打量着四周，他已经爬到了高塔最高的第三层堡垒上，这是个平坦的屋顶：长宽大概各二十尺，两旁有着低矮的城垛，楼梯的顶端是座落在平台正中央的圆顶，面对东方和西方各有一扇低矮的门。山姆往东可以看见魔多广大漆黑的平原，以及远方着火的山脉，深邃的火山似乎起了异乎寻常的骚动，高热的岩浆让四周的山脉全染成一片鲜红；往西的风景则是被平台后方的高塔给挡住了，这座高塔耸立在视线中，最高的尖端甚至超越了背后的山顶。它的窗户中闪动着光芒，入口距离山姆所站之处不过十码而已，门是开着的，但里面一片黑暗，声音就是从那边传过来的。
At first Sam did not listen; he took a pace out of the eastward door and looked about. At once he saw that up here the fighting had been fiercest. All the court was choked with dead orcs, or their severed and scattered heads and limbs. The place stank of death. A snarl followed by a blow and a cry sent him darting back into hiding. An orc-voice rose in anger, and he knew it again at once, harsh, brutal, cold. It was Shagrat speaking, Captain of the Tower.
一开始，山姆并没有在听，他往东边的门走了一步，往外打量，他立刻就明白此处是打斗最激烈的地方，整个平台上都挤满了半兽人的尸体、无主的头颅和肢体散落一地，这个地方满是腐臭的气味。一声吼叫和敲打的声音让他缩了回去，一名半兽人愤怒的声音传来，他立刻认出那沙哑、粗鲁、冰冷的声音──那是夏格拉，高塔的队长。
“You won’t go again, you say? Curse you, Snaga, you little maggot! If you think I’m so damaged that it’s safe to flout me, you’re mistaken. Come here, and I’ll squeeze your eyes out, like I did to Radbug just now. And when some new lads come, I’ll deal with you: I’ll send you to Shelob.”
“你说你不敢再去？妈的，史那加，你这个混蛋！如果你觉得我受的伤重到让你可以骗我，那你就错了！过来，我会把你的眼珠打出来！就像我对待瑞德伯一样。等到有新兵来时，我再来对付你，我会派你去找尸罗。”
“They won’t come, not before you’re dead anyway,” answered Snaga surlily. “I’ve told you twice that Gorbag’s swine got to the gate first, and none of ours got out. Lagduf and Muzgash ran through, but they were shot. I saw it from a window, I tell you. And they were the last.”
“他们不会来的，至少在你死之前不会！”史那加傲慢地说：“我已经告诉你两次了，哥巴葛的部下先到门口，我们这边没人出去，拉格夫和马斯盖许冲了出去，但他们也接着被射死了。我告诉你我从窗户看到了，他们是最后两个。”
“That’s enough from you,” snarled Shagrat. “I had my orders. It was Gorbag started it, trying to pinch that pretty shirt.”
“你说够了，”夏格拉说：“我有我的命令，是哥巴葛试着抢走那件漂亮的锁子甲，才会这样的。”
“I’m not going down those stairs again,” growled Snaga, “be you captain or no. Nar! Keep your hands off your knife, or I’ll put an arrow in your guts. You won’t be a captain long when They hear about all these goings-on. I’ve fought for the Tower against those stinking Morgul-rats, but a nice mess you two precious captains have made of things, fighting over the swag.”
“我才不要再下去，”史那加说：“我管你是不是队长，不！把你的手从刀子上拿开，不然我会给你一箭。等到他们知道这里是怎么一回事之后，你就不再是队长了。我为了这座塔里面的兄弟对抗那些魔窟的家伙，看看你们两个可恶的队长，为了争那个俘虏搞成什么样子！”
“Then you must go. I must stay here anyway. But I’m hurt. The Black Pits take that filthy rebel Gorbag!” Shagrat’s voice trailed off into a string of foul names and curses. “I gave him better than I got, but he knifed me, the dung, before I throttled him. You must go, or I’ll eat you. News must get through to Lugbúrz, or we’ll both be for the Black Pits. Yes, you too. You won’t escape by skulking here.”
“那就该你去了，我必须要留在这里，我受伤了。愿黑坑吞掉那该死的哥巴葛！”夏格拉接着又吐出了一连串的诅咒和辱骂：“我给他的东西还比较多，但这个贱货竟然在我勒死他之前刺了我一刀。你快去，不然我会吃了你，你一定得通知路格柏兹那边才行，否则我们两个都会完蛋的！没错，你也一样，躲在这边是逃不掉的。”
“Well, you put his back up, being so high and mighty. And he had more sense than you anyway. He told you more than once that the most dangerous of these spies was still loose, and you wouldn’t listen. And you won’t listen now. Gorbag was right, I tell you. There’s a great fighter about, one of those bloody-handed Elves, or one of the filthy tarks. * He’s coming here, I tell you. You heard the bell. He’s got past the Watchers, and that’s tark’s work. He’s on the stairs. And until he’s off them, I’m not going down. Not if you were a Nazgûl, I wouldn’t.”
“还不是因为你把它收起来的关系，他知道的至少比你要多。他告诉你好几次，更危险的敌人还没有被抓到，你就是不听。我告诉你，哥巴葛说的没错，附近有个可怕的战士，他可能就是那些杀人不眨眼的精灵，或是那些塔克人塔克是精灵语中的西方皇族，后来被半兽人扭曲原意，引用到他们自己的方言中，意指刚铎人，我告诉你，他来了！你也听到了警钟，他通过了那些监视者，这一定是塔克干的！他在楼梯上，在他离开之前，我才不出去，就算你是戒灵我也不下去。”
“So that’s it, is it?” yelled Shagrat. “You’ll do this, and you’ll not do that? And when he does come, you’ll bolt and leave me? No, you won’t! I’ll put red maggot-holes in your belly first.”
“是吗？是这样吗？”夏格拉大喊道：“你想做什么就做什么？当他来的时候，你会丢下我逃走？不，不行！我要先杀了你！”
Out of the turret-door the smaller orc came flying. Behind him came Shagrat, a large orc with long arms that, as he ran crouching, reached to the ground. But one arm hung limp and seemed to be bleeding; the other hugged a large black bundle. In the red glare Sam, cowering behind the stair-door, caught a glimpse of his evil face as it passed: it was scored as if by rending claws and smeared with blood; slaver dripped from its protruding fangs; the mouth snarled like an animal.
矮小的半兽人从塔中逃了出来，高大的夏格拉追了出来，他的手臂很长，奔跑的时候会垂到地面；不过，他有一只手似乎不能动弹，上面还沾满了血液，另一只手则是抱着一个黑色的大包袱。山姆躲在暗处，藉着黯淡的红光趁他经过时看了他一眼：夏格拉的脸似乎被利爪抓伤，上面全都是鲜血；他的血盆大口中不断冒出唾液，像是野兽一样的大吼。
As far as Sam could see, Shagrat hunted Snaga round the roof, until ducking and eluding him the smaller orc with a yelp darted back into the turret and disappeared. Then Shagrat halted. Out of the eastward door Sam could see him now by the parapet, panting, his left claw clenching and unclenching feebly. He put the bundle on the floor and with his right claw drew out a long red knife and spat on it. Going to the parapet he leaned over, looking down into the outer court far below. Twice he shouted but no answer came.
就在山姆面前，夏格拉在平台上拼命奔跑，追杀史那加，对方一路闪躲，最后冲进塔楼之中。夏格拉在门口停了下来，山姆注意到他不停地喘气，左手虚弱摆动着。他把包袱放到地板上，用右手拿出一柄细长的红色小刀，对着上面吐了口口水。他走到塔楼边，对着外面大喊了几声，但却没有丝毫回应。
Suddenly, as Shagrat was stooped over the battlement, his back to the roof-top, Sam to his amazement saw that one of the sprawling bodies was moving. It was crawling. It put out a claw and clutched the bundle. It staggered up. In its other hand it held a broad-headed spear with a short broken haft. It was poised for a stabbing thrust. But at that very moment a hiss escaped its teeth, a gasp of pain or hate. Quick as a snake Shagrat slipped aside, twisted round, and drove his knife into his enemy’s throat.
突然间，正当夏格拉靠着矮墙打量着底下的广场时，山姆惊讶地发现有一具尸体开始移动。他缓缓地往前爬，接着伸出手，抓住那包袱──他踉跄地站了起来，在另外一只手中握着一柄底部折断的长矛，他瞄准目标，准备奋力一刺。就在那一瞬间，他吸了一口气，可能是因为疼痛或是愤怒；夏格拉立刻像蛇一般敏捷地闪到一边，反转过身，一刀刺进敌人的咽喉。
“Got you, Gorbag!” he cried. “Not quite dead, eh? Well, I’ll finish my job now.” He sprang on to the fallen body, and stamped and trampled it in his fury, stooping now and again to stab and slash it with his knife. Satisfied at last, he threw back his head and let out a horrible gurgling yell of triumph. Then he licked his knife, and put it between his teeth, and catching up the bundle he came loping towards the near door of the stairs.
“逮到你了吧，哥巴葛！”他大喊着：“还没死透吗？哼，我可是有始有终的！”他一脚把敌人踹开，开始在对方的尸体上又砍又踩，发泄那野蛮的怒气。最后，他终于满意了，抬起头发出野兽般的狂嚎；接着，他舔舔刀子，用牙齿将它咬住，拿起包袱蹒跚地走向楼梯。
Sam had no time to think. He might have slipped out of the other door, but hardly without being seen; and he could not have played hide-and-seek with this hideous orc for long. He did what was probably the best thing he could have done. He sprang out to meet Shagrat with a shout. He was no longer holding the Ring, but it was there, a hidden power, a cowing menace to the slaves of Mordor; and in his hand was Sting, and its light smote the eyes of the orc like the glitter of cruel stars in the terrible elf-countries, the dream of which was a cold fear to all his kind. And Shagrat could not both fight and keep hold of his treasure. He stopped, growling, baring his fangs. Then once more, orc-fashion, he leapt aside, and as Sam sprang at him, using the heavy bundle as both shield and weapon, he thrust it hard into his enemy’s face. Sam staggered, and before he could recover, Shagrat darted past and down the stairs.
山姆不及多想，他或许可以溜出去，但多半会被对方发现，他也不可能和这个半兽人一直玩捉迷藏，他只有一个选择。他跳了出去，大吼一声面对夏格拉！他不再握着魔戒，但魔戒依旧在他身上，那股隐藏的黑暗力量并没有消失，光是这样就足以让魔多的奴隶低头；况且，他的另外一只手还拿着刺针。宝剑所发出的光芒，毫不留情的刺痛了半兽人的眼睛，这种带着精灵力量的东西是半兽人最可怕的梦魇，夏格拉不可能一面对抗他，一面还拿着宝物。他低吼着弯下腰，露出口中的獠牙，然后，再一次的，他和所有的半兽人一样躲向一旁，用那包袱当作盾牌兼武器，狠狠地打中敌人的面孔。山姆脚步一个踉跄，在他来得及站稳之前，夏格拉就冲进了楼梯间。
Away below Shagrat went leaping down the stairs and out over the court and through the gate, bearing his precious burden. If Sam could have seen him and known the grief that his escape would bring, he might have quailed. But now his mind was set on the last stage of his search. He came cautiously to the turret-door and stepped inside. It opened into darkness. But soon his staring eyes were aware of a dim light at his right hand. It came from an opening that led to another stairway, dark and narrow: it appeared to go winding up the turret along the inside of its round outer wall. A torch was glimmering from somewhere up above.
此时的夏格拉已经冲出了楼梯，背着宝贝的包袱来到了广场上。如果山姆发现了他，预知到他这一逃会让同伴们多么难过，山姆可能拼了命也要追上他，不过，此时他的心思全都集中在眼前的任务上。他小心地打开塔楼的门，走了进去，门内一片黑暗，不过，很快的，他的双眼就发现了右手边的微光。那是从一个通往另一道楼梯的入口所透出来的，那道楼梯又窄又暗，看起来似乎是沿着墙壁内部往上走，上面某处有支火把发出微弱的光芒。
Sam ran after him, cursing, but he did not go far. Soon the thought of Frodo returned to him, and he remembered that the other orc had gone back into the turret. Here was another dreadful choice, and he had no time to ponder it. If Shagrat got away, he would soon get help and come back. But if Sam pursued him, the other orc might do some horrible deed up there. And anyway Sam might miss Shagrat or be killed by him. He turned quickly and ran back up the stairs. “Wrong again, I expect,” he sighed. “But it’s my job to go right up to the top first, whatever happens afterwards.”
山姆咒骂着追了进去，但他没有追多远。很快的，他就想起了佛罗多，还有另外一名闯进塔楼里面的半兽人，这又是个两难的选择，而且他还没有多少时间可以考虑。如果夏格拉逃了出去，他很快就会找到帮手跑回来；但如果山姆去追他，另外一名半兽人可能会做出什么恐怖的事情来，而且，山姆可能根本追不上夏格拉，或是被他所杀。他很快地转过身，继续往楼上跑。“我想这次可能又错了，”他叹气道：“但不论如何，我都必须先上去，管它之后会发生什么事情！”
He ran back to the lower storey and tried the door. It would not move. He ran up again, and sweat began to trickle down his face. He felt that even minutes were precious, but one by one they escaped; and he could do nothing. He cared no longer for Shagrat or Snaga or any other orc that was ever spawned. He longed only for his master, for one sight of his face or one touch of his hand.
他又跑回底下一层，试着打开那边的门，却徒劳无功。他又跑了上去，大颗大颗的汗珠从他额前滴落下来，他连一分一秒都不敢浪费，但时间却毫不留情地流逝，而他束手无策，想不出任何办法来。他完全无力分神去想夏格拉、史那加或是其他的半兽人，他只想要找到主人，只想要再看看他、再碰碰他。
“A dead end,” muttered Sam; “and after all my climb! This can’t be the top of the tower. But what can I do now?”
“死路，”山姆嘀咕着：“我爬了这么久！这里应该不是塔顶，我现在该怎么办？”
Softly Sam began to climb. He came to the guttering torch, fixed above a door on his left that faced a window-slit looking out westward: one of the red eyes that he and Frodo had seen from down below by the tunnel’s mouth. Quickly Sam passed the door and hurried on to the second storey, dreading at any moment to be attacked and to feel throttling fingers seize his throat from behind. He came next to a window looking east and another torch above the door to a passage through the middle of the turret. The door was open, the passage dark save for the glimmer of the torch and the red glare from outside filtering through the window-slit. But here the stair stopped and climbed no further. Sam crept into the passage. On either side there was a low door; both were closed and locked. There was no sound at all.
山姆悄无声息地开始往上爬，他走到了那闪动不已的火把旁，火把插在他左手边的门上，面对着向西的一面窗户，这就是他和佛罗多之前，在外面所看到的许多红眼之一。山姆飞快走过门口，急忙来到二楼，担心随时都会遭到攻击，或是被无声无息的手从后勒住。接着，他又来到另一扇门、另一支火把前，这次窗户所面对的是东边，他人大概已经来到塔楼中段了。这扇门是开着的，外面的走道除了室外射入的微弱红光外，别无任何的照明，不过，阶梯不再往上爬了。两边都有一扇矮门，但也都紧闭着，还上了锁，四周一点声音也没有。
At last, weary and feeling finally defeated, he sat on a step below the level of the passage-floor and bowed his head into his hands. It was quiet, horribly quiet. The torch, that was already burning low when he arrived, sputtered and went out; and he felt the darkness cover him like a tide. And then softly, to his own surprise, there at the vain end of his long journey and his grief, moved by what thought in his heart he could not tell, Sam began to sing.
最后，他只得又累又无助地坐了下来，双手捧着头，不知该如何是好，四周很安静，安静得吓人。当他抵达时，已经烧了很久的火把，这时火焰摇晃了几下，也跟着熄灭了，他觉得黑暗如同潮水一般将他淹没；最后，由于这前功尽弃的挫折感，万念俱灰的山姆惊讶地发现自己竟然开口唱出了歌声。
His voice sounded thin and quavering in the cold dark tower: the voice of a forlorn and weary hobbit that no listening orc could possibly mistake for the clear song of an Elven-lord. He murmured old childish tunes out of the Shire, and snatches of Mr. Bilbo’s rhymes that came into his mind like fleeting glimpses of the country of his home. And then suddenly new strength rose in him, and his voice rang out, while words of his own came unbidden to fit the simple tune.
他的声音在这黑暗、冰冷的塔中听来十分虚弱，同时还不停地颤抖。这是一名绝望、疲倦的小哈比人，没有任何半兽人听到这声音还会误认他是精灵战士。他呢喃着夏尔的儿歌、比尔博的诗句，故乡的情景一幕幕掠过他眼前；接着，他突然间觉得身体内有股新的力量苏醒了，他变得中气十足，从他脑中冒出的字句，自动填入这简单的曲调中：
In western lands beneath the Sun
西方大地阳光下，
the flowers may rise in Spring,
春天繁盛百花开，
the trees may bud, the waters run,
树茂水流如盛夏，
and swaying beeches bear
摇曳生姿柏树旁，
“All right,” growled Snaga. “But I’ll come and have a look at you all the same, and see what you’re up to.”
“好吧，”史那加低吼着：“反正我看看，你到底在搞什么鬼。”
There was no answer.
没人回答。
Though here at journey’s end I lie
千里跋涉终停步，
Or there maybe this cloudless night
万里无云夜空蓝，
amid their branching hair.
茂密枝叶闪星光。
nor bid the Stars farewell.
鼓起余勇趁此时。
I will not say the Day is done,
此刻奋起仍未迟，
the merry finches sing.
百鸟欢鸣齐飞来。
in darkness buried deep,
黑暗气息将我隔。
beyond all towers strong and high,
参天高塔未能覆，
above all shadows rides the Sun
万影群舞日仍炽，
and Stars for ever dwell:
星光闪耀永不逝，
“Beyond all towers strong and high,” he began again, and then he stopped short. He thought that he had heard a faint voice answering him. But now he could hear nothing. Yes, he could hear something, but not a voice. Footsteps were approaching. Now a door was being opened quietly in the passage above; the hinges creaked. Sam crouched down listening. The door closed with a dull thud; and then a snarling orc-voice rang out.
“参天高塔未能覆…”他再度开始唱道，但却突然停了下来。他觉得自己听见一个微弱的声音回应他的歌声，但这时又什么都听不见了。没错，他可以听见某个声音，但那不是人声，而是脚步声。上面的走道有一扇门打开了，门枢发出转动的声音。山姆弯身仔细听着，那门喀达一声关了起来，一个刺耳的半兽人声音传了过来。
“Ho la! You up there, you dunghill rat! Stop your squeaking, or I’ll come and deal with you. D’you hear?”
“喂！上面那个，你这个死老鼠！不要再叫了，不然老子就要对付你了。你听见了吗？”
beyond all mountains steep,
伟峨众山无法遮，
the Elven-stars as jewels white
精灵星辰如白钻，
At that rage blazed in Sam’s heart to a sudden fury. He sprang up, ran, and went up the ladder like a cat. His head came out in the middle of the floor of a large round chamber. A red lamp hung from its roof; the westward window-slit was high and dark. Something was lying on the floor by the wall under the window, but over it a black orc-shape was straddled. It raised a whip a second time, but the blow never fell.
山姆胸中的怒火立刻爆发。他跳了出去，像是野猫一样敏捷地攀上楼梯。他的脑袋从一个圆形大房间的地板上伸了出来，天花板上挂着一盏红色的油灯，西边的窗户又高又暗，但有一个半兽人的身影站在旁边。对方又再度举起鞭子，但这一鞭再也无法落下。
The hinges creaked again, and Sam, now peering over the corner of the passage-threshold, saw a flicker of light in an open doorway, and the dim shape of an orc coming out. He seemed to be carrying a ladder. Suddenly the answer dawned on Sam: the topmost chamber was reached by a trap-door in the roof of the passage. Snaga thrust the ladder upwards, steadied it, and then clambered out of sight. Sam heard a bolt drawn back. Then he heard the hideous voice speaking again.
门枢再度发出转动的声音，山姆跑到门廊边，这次终于发现门廊中传来了一丝火光，一名半兽人走出外面，他似乎带着一具梯子。山姆突然间明白了：最上面的房间，必须透过天花板上的陷板门才能打开。史那加把梯子往上一戳，稳住两边，接着就爬了进去。山姆听见他拉开门闩的声音，然后，那刺耳的声音又开始了。
“You lie quiet, or you’ll pay for it! You’ve not got long to live in peace, I guess; but if you don’t want the fun to begin right now, keep your trap shut, see? There’s a reminder for you!” There was a sound like the crack of a whip.
“你不好好安静躺着，到时就完蛋了！我猜你可能活不了多久了，如果你不想要现在就开始乐一乐，最好闭上你那张嘴，懂了吗？这是一点教训！”接着是听起来像是鞭子甩动的声音。
He was naked, lying as if in a swoon on a heap of filthy rags: his arm was flung up, shielding his head, and across his side there ran an ugly whip-weal.
他浑身未着寸缕，神智不清地躺在一堆烂布上。他举着手臂挡住头，身侧有道火红的鞭痕。
With a cry Sam leapt across the floor, Sting in hand. The orc wheeled round, but before it could make a move Sam slashed its whip-hand from its arm. Howling with pain and fear but desperate the orc charged head-down at him. Sam’s next blow went wide, and thrown off his balance he fell backwards, clutching at the orc as it stumbled over him. Before he could scramble up he heard a cry and a thud. The orc in its wild haste had tripped on the ladder-head and fallen through the open trap-door. Sam gave no more thought to it. He ran to the figure huddled on the floor. It was Frodo.
山姆大喊一声冲了出去，手中紧握着宝剑刺针；半兽人猛地转过身，在他来得及反应之前，山姆就一剑将他持鞭的手砍了下来。半兽人因为痛苦和恐惧开始狂嚎，但还是本能地朝向敌人冲去。山姆的第二剑完全没砍中目标，他自己也因为对方的冲撞而抱着对方连连后退，最后摔倒在地上，对方却也被他绊了个脚步踉跄。在山姆来得及站起来之前，他就听到一声惨叫和轰然巨响。原来，半兽人在慌张狂乱的状态中竟一个不小心从陷板门跌了下去。山姆没有时间管他，立刻跑向躺在地板上的那人──那正是佛罗多。
“You’re not dreaming at all, Master,” said Sam. “It’s real. It’s me. I’ve come.”
“主人，你不是在作梦，”山姆说：“这是真的！是我，我来救你了！”
“Frodo! Mr. Frodo, my dear!” cried Sam, tears almost blinding him. “It’s Sam, I’ve come!” He half lifted his master and hugged him to his breast. Frodo opened his eyes.
“佛罗多！亲爱的佛罗多先生！”山姆大喊着，泪水让他眼前一片模糊。“我是山姆，我来了！”他扶起主人，紧拥着他，佛罗多睁开了眼睛。
“Am I still dreaming?” he muttered. “But the other dreams were horrible.”
“我还在作梦吗？”他呢喃着：“其他的梦都好恐怖！”
“I can hardly believe it,” said Frodo, clutching him. “There was an orc with a whip, and then it turns into Sam! Then I wasn’t dreaming after all when I heard that singing down below, and I tried to answer? Was it you?”
“我真不敢相信！”佛罗多紧抱着他说：“原来还是个拿着鞭子的半兽人，现在却变成了山姆！那我刚刚听到的歌声不是梦罗？我还试着回答！那是你吗？”
“It was indeed, Mr. Frodo. I’d given up hope, almost. I couldn’t find you.”
“是我，佛罗多先生，我差一点点就完全放弃了，我一直找不到你啊…”
“Well, you have now, Sam, dear Sam,” said Frodo, and he lay back in Sam’s gentle arms, closing his eyes, like a child at rest when night-fears are driven away by some loved voice or hand.
“好啦，山姆，亲爱的山姆，你已经找到我了！”佛罗多说。然后，他闭上眼，满足地躺在山姆的臂弯里，彷佛是做噩梦的小孩，终于可以躲到父母怀里一样。
Sam felt that he could sit like that in endless happiness; but it was not allowed. It was not enough for him to find his master, he had still to try and save him. He kissed Frodo’s forehead. “Come! Wake up, Mr. Frodo!” he said, trying to sound as cheerful as he had when he drew back the curtains at Bag End on a summer’s morning.
山姆觉得他可以一辈子都坐在这边看着主人，但他并不能这么做，光是找到主人还不够，他还必须要试着救他出去。他亲吻了佛罗多的前额。“乖！佛罗多先生，快醒来！”他试着让自己的声音放轻松，听起来像是在夏尔早晨叫唤主人起床的样子。
Frodo sighed and sat up. “Where are we? How did I get here?” he asked.
佛罗多叹了一口气，坐直身。“我们在哪里？我怎么到这边来的？”他问道。
“There’s no time for tales till we get somewhere else, Mr. Frodo,” said Sam. “But you’re in the top of that tower you and me saw from away down by the tunnel before the orcs got you. How long ago that was I don’t know. More than a day, I guess.”
“等我们逃出去之后再说吧，佛罗多先生，”山姆说：“你在高塔的最上面，就是在半兽人抓到你之前，我们从很远地方看到的建筑。我根本已经不记得那是多久以前了，我想大概至少有一天了吧。”
“You won’t, if you talk about them, Mr. Frodo,” said Sam. “And if we don’t want to see them again, the sooner we get going the better. Can you walk?”
“佛罗多先生，你越说就越忘不了，”山姆说：“如果我们不想要再看见他们，我们最好赶快离开。你走得动吗？”
“Only that?” said Frodo. “It seems weeks. You must tell me all about it, if we get a chance. Something hit me, didn’t it? And I fell into darkness and foul dreams, and woke and found that waking was worse. Orcs were all round me. I think they had just been pouring some horrible burning drink down my throat. My head grew clear, but I was aching and weary. They stripped me of everything; and then two great brutes came and questioned me, questioned me until I thought I should go mad, standing over me, gloating, fingering their knives. I’ll never forget their claws and eyes.”
“只有一天？”佛罗多说：“我感觉好像过了好几个星期，有机会你一定得好好告诉我。有个东西打中我，然后我就开始做起噩梦，醒过来却发现现实变得更糟糕，我的身边全都是半兽人。我想他们把某种辛辣的饮料倒进我嘴里，我的思绪变得比较清楚，但全身还是又痛又累。他们把我身上所有的东西都剥了下来，然后有两个壮硕的家伙跑来审问我，一直不停地问，他们还边玩弄着小刀，最后我都快发疯了！我永远忘不了他们的爪子和眼神。”
“Yes, I can walk,” said Frodo, getting up slowly. “I am not hurt, Sam. Only I feel very tired, and I’ve a pain here.” He put his hand to the back of his neck above his left shoulder. He stood up, and it looked to Sam as if he was clothed in flame: his naked skin was scarlet in the light of the lamp above. Twice he paced across the floor.
“还好，我走得动。”佛罗多缓缓爬起来。“山姆，我没受伤，只是觉得非常非常累。对了，我这边还有点痛！”他指着左肩上方的脖子处。他站了起来，在山姆眼中，他浑身发红，看起来让人十分担心。他来回走了两次。
“Yes, they quarrelled, seemingly,” said Sam. “There must have been a couple of hundred of the dirty creatures in this place. A bit of a tall order for Sam Gamgee, as you might say. But they’ve done all the killing of themselves. That’s lucky, but it’s too long to make a song about, till we’re out of here. Now what’s to be done? You can’t go walking in the Black Land in naught but your skin, Mr. Frodo.”
“没错，看起来他们似乎起了争执，”山姆说：“这个地方恐怕有好几百个那种恐怖的家伙。对山姆来说可真是太困难了一点。不过，幸好他们全都替我把辛苦的部分完成了，将对方杀了个精光，等我们逃出去之后，有机会可以做首歌来纪念一下。现在我们要怎么办？佛罗多先生，你可不能就这样光着屁股走出去啊！”
“That’s better!” he said, his spirits rising a little. “I didn’t dare to move when I was left alone, or one of the guards came. Until the yelling and fighting began. The two big brutes: they quarrelled, I think. Over me and my things. I lay here terrified. And then all went deadly quiet, and that was worse.”
“好多了！”他说，精神也稍稍提振了一些。“只有我一个人、或是有守卫在旁边的时候，我动也不敢动；后来，吼叫和打斗就开始了，我想，是那两个壮硕的家伙彼此起了争执，应该是和我身上带的东西有关。我害怕得躺在那边不敢动弹，然后，一切都安静下来，这样更让人害怕。”
“They’ve taken everything, Sam,” said Frodo. “Everything I had. Do you understand? Everything!” He cowered on the floor again with bowed head, as his own words brought home to him the fullness of the disaster, and despair overwhelmed him. “The quest has failed, Sam. Even if we get out of here, we can’t escape. Only Elves can escape. Away, away out of Middle-earth, far away over the Sea. If even that is wide enough to keep the Shadow out.”
“山姆，他们把所有东西都拿走了，”佛罗多说：“我身上的所有东西。你明白吗？所有东西！”他再度低着头在地板上坐了下来，彷佛他自己所说的话，才让他明白这事态到底有多严重，一切都已经结束了。“山姆，我的任务失败了，即使我们可以逃出去，我们能躲到哪里去？只有精灵能离开这一切，远离中土世界，到海的另一边去；最后，可能连海都无法阻挡魔影的扩张。”
“You’ve got it?” gasped Frodo. “You’ve got it here? Sam, you’re a marvel!” Then quickly and strangely his tone changed. “Give it to me!” he cried, standing up, holding out a trembling hand. “Give it me at once! You can’t have it!”
“在你手上？”佛罗多吃惊地说：“你把它带来了？山姆，你真是太棒了！”然后，他的语气很快改变了。“把它给我！”他大喊一声，颤抖着伸出手。“立刻把它给我！它不是你的！”
“No, not everything, Mr. Frodo. And it hasn’t failed, not yet. I took it, Mr. Frodo, begging your pardon. And I’ve kept it safe. It’s round my neck now, and a terrible burden it is, too.” Sam fumbled for the Ring and its chain. “But I suppose you must take it back.” Now it had come to it, Sam felt reluctant to give up the Ring and burden his master with it again.
“不，其实不是每样东西，佛罗多先生，你的任务没有失败，至少暂时还没有。佛罗多先生，请你见谅，是我拿走的，我替你好好保管着──它就挂在我的脖子上，而且它还好沉重！”山姆拨弄着挂在练子上的魔戒。“但我想你一定得把它收回去了！”到了这个地步，山姆实在不想把魔戒还给主人，让他再承受这重担。
“All right, Mr. Frodo,” said Sam, rather startled. “Here it is!” Slowly he drew the Ring out and passed the chain over his head. “But you’re in the land of Mordor now, sir; and when you get out, you’ll see the Fiery Mountain and all. You’ll find the Ring very dangerous now, and very hard to bear. If it’s too hard a job, I could share it with you, maybe?”
“好嘛！佛罗多先生，”山姆吃惊地说：“拿去！”他慢慢地掏出魔戒，将练子绕过头。“可是，你现在人在魔多，等你走出去的时候，就会看见火焰山脉了。魔戒会变得很危险，非常沉重。如果这对你来说承受不了，或许我可以帮你分担一下？”
“No, no!” cried Frodo, snatching the Ring and chain from Sam’s hands. “No you won’t, you thief!” He panted, staring at Sam with eyes wide with fear and enmity. Then suddenly, clasping the Ring in one clenched fist, he stood aghast. A mist seemed to clear from his eyes, and he passed a hand over his aching brow. The hideous vision had seemed so real to him, half bemused as he was still with wound and fear. Sam had changed before his very eyes into an orc again, leering and pawing at his treasure, a foul little creature with greedy eyes and slobbering mouth. But now the vision had passed. There was Sam kneeling before him, his face wrung with pain, as if he had been stabbed in the heart; tears welled from his eyes.
“不，不行！”佛罗多一把将魔戒从山姆手中抢走。“你，你不行，你这个小偷！”他气喘吁吁地看着山姆，布满血丝的双眼中充满了恐惧；接着，他一手抓着魔戒，脸上却露出不知如何是好的呆滞表情，他眼前的迷雾似乎消退了。佛罗多揉捏着疼痛的眉心，刚刚他眼前的景象实在太恐怖了，让他惊骇得不知该如何是好！山姆幻化成另一只贪婪的半兽人，虎视眈眈地拿着他的宝物。现在，那幻象已经消失了，山姆跪在他面前，脸上露出极端痛苦的表情，主人的态度让他比被刀砍还要痛苦。
Sam unclasped his grey cloak and cast it about Frodo’s shoulders. Then unslinging his pack he laid it on the floor. He drew Sting from its sheath. Hardly a flicker was to be seen upon its blade. “I was forgetting this, Mr. Frodo,” he said. “No, they didn’t get everything! You lent me Sting, if you remember, and the Lady’s glass. I’ve got them both still. But lend them to me a little longer, Mr. Frodo. I must go and see what I can find. You stay here. Walk about a bit and ease your legs. I shan’t be long. I shan’t have to go far.”
山姆解开灰斗篷，将它披在佛罗多的肩膀上，然后，他卸下背包，将它放在地板上。他拔出刺针，现在，剑刃上几乎没有什么蓝光。“我都忘了这个了，佛罗多先生！”他说。“不，他们没有拿走所有的东西！如果你还记得，你把女皇的玻璃管和刺针借给了我，我都还带在身上。佛罗多先生，请把它们再借给我一段时间，我必须去看看能找到些什么。你留在这边，四处走一走，活络一下筋骨。我很快就会来，应该不用走太远就可以找到的。”
“O Sam!” cried Frodo. “What have I said? What have I done? Forgive me! After all you have done. It is the horrible power of the Ring. I wish it had never, never, been found. But don’t mind me, Sam. I must carry the burden to the end. It can’t be altered. You can’t come between me and this doom.”
“喔，山姆！”佛罗多大喊一声。“我刚刚说了什么？我做了什么？请原谅我，在你经历了那么多之后，我竟然这样！那是魔戒的力量，我真希望它根本没有被发现！山姆，别管我了，我必须背负这重担直到最后。这是无法改变的命运，你无法阻止我走向一切的末日。”
“That’s all right, Mr. Frodo,” said Sam, rubbing his sleeve across his eyes. “I understand. But I can still help, can’t I? I’ve got to get you out of here. At once, see! But first you want some clothes and gear, and then some food. The clothes will be the easiest part. As we’re in Mordor, we’d best dress up Mordor-fashion; and anyway there isn’t no choice. It’ll have to be orc-stuff for you, Mr. Frodo, I’m afraid. And for me too. If we go together, we’d best match. Now put this round you!”
“没关系的，佛罗多先生，”山姆擦着眼泪道：“我明白的，可是我还是忍不住，还是忍不住哇！我是来救你出去的。马上，好吗？不过，你必须先弄到一些衣服和装备，然后还得要有些食物。衣服会是最简单可以弄到的。由于我们人在魔多，最好穿得和这里的人一样，不过，我们也没有多少选择，不是吗？佛罗多先生，你恐怕必须要穿半兽人的衣服了，我也一样。如果我们要一起走，最好得穿一样才行。先把这披上！”
“Take care, Sam!” said Frodo. “And be quick! There may be orcs still alive, lurking in wait.”
“山姆，要小心！”佛罗多说：“动作要快！或许还有半兽人躲了起来！”
“There’s something that might be useful,” he said. “He’s dead: the one that whipped you. Broke his neck, it seems, in his hurry. Now you draw up the ladder, if you can, Mr. Frodo; and don’t you let it down till you hear me call the pass-word. Elbereth I’ll call. What the Elves say. No orc would say that.”
“这应该可以派得上用场，”他说：“刚刚打你的那家伙已经死了，看来他摔断了脖子。佛罗多先生，如果你还有力气，我建议你把梯子收上来，在我喊出口令之前，你绝对不要把梯子放下来。口令就用伊尔碧绿丝好了，这是精灵的用语，半兽人不会这样说的！”
It was not very long, though fear made it seem an hour at least, before he heard Sam’s voice calling softly from below: Elbereth, Elbereth. Frodo let down the light ladder. Up came Sam, puffing, heaving a great bundle on his head. He let it fall with a thud.
虽然恐惧让这段时间感觉起来有好几小时，但实际上山姆的声音不久之后就从下面传了上来：伊尔碧绿丝、伊尔碧绿丝！佛罗多把梯子放下去。山姆气喘吁吁地爬上来，头上顶着一个大包袱，他让那些东西轰的一声掉到地上。
“I’ve got to chance it,” said Sam. He stepped to the trap-door and slipped down the ladder. In a minute his head reappeared. He threw a long knife on the floor.
“我得要冒这个险才行，”山姆说。他打开陷板门，爬了下去。不久之后，他又探出头来，丢上来一柄小刀。
Frodo sat for a while and shivered, dreadful fears chasing one another through his mind. Then he got up, drew the grey elven-cloak about him, and to keep his mind occupied, began to walk to and fro, prying and peering into every corner of his prison.
佛罗多坐了一阵子，打了个寒颤，许多恐怖念头在他脑中跑来跑去。然后，他披着灰斗篷站了起来，为了不让自己再胡思乱想，他只好来来回回地走动，试图看清楚这房间的每一个角落。
“Quick now, Mr. Frodo!” he said. “I’ve had a bit of a search to find anything small enough for the likes of us. We’ll have to make do. But we must hurry. I’ve met nothing alive, and I’ve seen nothing, but I’m not easy. I think this place is being watched. I can’t explain it, but well: it feels to me as if one of those foul flying Riders was about, up in the blackness where he can’t be seen.”
“快点，佛罗多先生！”他说：“我花了不少时间才找到尺寸够小、我们可以穿的衣服，看来我们得将就一点了，但动作必须快点。我没有遇到任何活人、也没看到任何迹象，虽然我不能解释，但是我就是有种感觉──好像会飞的黑骑士就在附近，在上空的一片黑暗中。”
He opened the bundle. Frodo looked in disgust at the contents, but there was nothing for it: he had to put the things on, or go naked. There were long hairy breeches of some unclean beast-fell, and a tunic of dirty leather. He drew them on. Over the tunic went a coat of stout ring-mail, short for a full-sized orc, too long for Frodo and heavy. About it he clasped a belt, at which there hung a short sheath holding a broad-bladed stabbing-sword. Sam had brought several orc-helmets. One of them fitted Frodo well enough, a black cap with iron rim, and iron hoops covered with leather upon which the Evil Eye was painted in red above the beaklike nose-guard.
他打开包袱，佛罗多强忍住恶心打量着里面的东西，但他其实别无选择：他得要穿上这些东西，再不然就得光着屁股到处跑。里面是用某种肮脏兽皮做的，毛绒绒的裤子，以及一件肮脏的皮上衣。他套上这些衣服，在衣服外面还有一件对半兽人来说有点太短的结实环甲，但对佛罗多来说却太长也太重了；他接着绑上腰带，腰带上还有一柄宽刃的短剑。山姆也扛来了几个半兽人的头盔，其中一件相当适合佛罗多的头型。那是顶嵌着铁环的黑帽子，铁箍上还画了红色的的邪眼，底下则是突出的，类似鹰嘴的护鼻。
“What about you, Sam?” said Frodo. “Aren’t we going to match?”
“山姆，那你呢？”佛罗多说：“我们不是要穿成对吗？”
“The Morgul-stuff, Gorbag’s gear, was a better fit and better made,” said Sam; “but it wouldn’t do, I guess, to go carrying his tokens into Mordor, not after this business here. Well, there you are, Mr. Frodo. A perfect little orc, if I may make so bold — at least you would be, if we could cover your face with a mask, give you longer arms, and make you bow-legged. This will hide some of the tell-tales.” He put a large black cloak round Frodo’s shoulders. “Now you’re ready! You can pick up a shield as we go.”
“魔窟的装备，哥巴葛的东西比较合身，也做得比较好，”山姆说：“但我想在经过这边的骚动之后，带着魔窟的徽记在这里到处走动并不安全。好啦，佛罗多先生，你看！请容我大胆说一句：很逼真的小半兽人哪！如果你可以戴上面具、把手臂弄长、弄出一双弯腿来，就真的天衣无缝啦！这应该可以隐藏掉一些破绽，”他将一件宽大的黑斗篷披在佛罗多的肩膀上。“好啦！我们走的时候，你可以再背一面盾牌。”
“Well, Mr. Frodo, I’ve been thinking,” said Sam. “I’d best not leave any of my stuff behind, and we can’t destroy it. And I can’t wear orc-mail over all my clothes, can I? I’ll just have to cover up.”
“佛罗多先生，我刚刚考虑了一下，”山姆说：“我最好不要把任何东西留下来，当然更不可以把它们弄坏，我也不可能在外面套那么多的盔甲，对吧？我得要伪装一下才行。”
He knelt down and carefully folded his elven-cloak. It went into a surprisingly small roll. This he put into his pack that lay on the floor. Standing up, he slung it behind his back, put an orc-helm on his head, and cast another black cloak about his shoulders. “There!” he said. “Now we match, near enough. And now we must be off!”
他跪了下来，小心翼翼地折起精灵斗篷，它的尺寸变成了不起眼的一小团，然后，他将斗篷收进地上的背包里面。接着，他站起来，背起背包，戴上半兽人的头盔，然后也披上一件类似的黑斗篷。“好啦！”他说：“现在我们看起来够接近了，该出发了！”
“Save me, but so I had!” said Sam. He whistled in dismay. “Bless me, Mr. Frodo, but you’ve gone and made me that hungry and thirsty! I don’t know when drop or morsel last passed my lips. I’d forgotten it, trying to find you. But let me think! Last time I looked I’d got about enough of that way-bread, and of what Captain Faramir gave us, to keep me on my legs for a couple of weeks at a pinch. But if there’s a drop left in my bottle, there’s no more. That’s not going to be enough for two, nohow. Don’t orcs eat, and don’t they drink? Or do they just live on foul air and poison?”
“天哪！我还真的忘记了！”山姆说，他吹了声口哨。“呼，佛罗多先生，你这一说我才觉得又渴又饿！我不知道已经有多久没吃过东西了，光是忙着要找你，我都忘记了。让我想想！我上次检查的时候，我还有不少的精灵干粮，而且加上法拉墨将军给我们的食物，我们至少还可以节省一点走几个礼拜。不过，水已经完全喝光了。就算还有剩下来，也绝对不可能够两个人喝。半兽人难道不吃也不喝吗？还是他们靠着这恶臭的空气和毒液就可以活下来？”
“No, they eat and drink, Sam. The Shadow that bred them can only mock, it cannot make: not real new things of its own. I don’t think it gave life to the orcs, it only ruined them and twisted them; and if they are to live at all, they have to live like other living creatures. Foul waters and foul meats they’ll take, if they can get no better, but not poison. They’ve fed me, and so I’m better off than you. There must be food and water somewhere in this place.”
“不，山姆，他们会吃会喝。孕育他们的魔影只会模仿、不会创造，它不可能变出完全属于它的东西。我不认为它将生命赐给了半兽人，它只是扭曲、改造他们，如果他们想要活下来，必须和其他的生物一样吃东西。如果他们只能找到臭水和臭肉，那他们也得吃，但说剧毒就太夸张了。他们喂我吃过一些东西，所以我的状况比你要好，但我猜这里某处应该还有吃的和喝的。”
“I can’t go all the way at a run, Sam,” said Frodo with a wry smile. “I hope you’ve made inquiries about inns along the road? Or have you forgotten about food and drink?”
“山姆，我不可能从头跑到尾，”佛罗多笑着说：“我希望你已经打听好路上的旅店在哪里了；另外，你忘记了食物和饮水？”
“Well, things are a bit better than you think,” said Frodo. “I have had a bit of luck while you were away. Indeed they did not take everything. I’ve found my food-bag among some rags on the floor. They’ve rummaged it, of course. But I guess they disliked the very look and smell of the lembas, worse than Gollum did. It’s scattered about and some of it is trampled and broken, but I’ve gathered it together. It’s not far short of what you’ve got. But they’ve taken Faramir’s food, and they’ve slashed up my water-bottle.”
“嗯，其实状况没你想的那么糟糕，”佛罗多说：“你不在的时候，我的运气还不错，他们的确没有拿走所有的东西，我在地板上的破布堆里面找到了吃的东西。他们当然搜过那包包，不过，我猜他们一定不喜欢兰巴斯的样子和味道，可能比咕鲁还要严重。这些精灵干粮被丢得到处都是，有些还被踩碎了，不过，我还是把它们都收起来了。食物应该没有你说的那么少，但他们拿走了所有法拉墨给的东西，也割破了我的水壶。”
“But there’s no time to look for them,” said Sam.
“可是我们没时间去找了，”山姆说。
“Well, there’s no more to be said,” said Sam. “We’ve got enough to start on. But the water’s going to be a bad business. But come, Mr. Frodo! Off we go, or a whole lake of it won’t do us any good!”
“好啦，那就没什么好说的了！”山姆说：“我们已经找到足够撑一下子的东西了，但饮水的问题会很麻烦的。佛罗多先生，算了啦，我们赶快出发了！不然，到时就算找到一整池的水也没用了！”
“Not till you’ve had a mouthful, Sam,” said Frodo. “I won’t budge. Here, take this elven-cake, and drink that last drop in your bottle! The whole thing is quite hopeless, so it’s no good worrying about tomorrow. It probably won’t come.”
“山姆，你得先喝点水再走，”佛罗多说：“这点我可不退让。来，吃掉这精灵干粮、喝掉你水壶里的水！反正我们本来就没有什么希望，担心明天也没啥用，或许根本不会有明天。”
At last they started. Down the ladder they climbed, and then Sam took it and laid it in the passage beside the huddled body of the fallen orc. The stair was dark, but on the roof-top the glare of the Mountain could still be seen, though it was dying down now to a sullen red. They picked up two shields to complete their disguise and then went on.
最后，他们终于出发了。两人小心地爬下梯子，山姆接着将梯子放在半兽人尸体旁边的走廊上。楼梯间相当黑暗，但他在屋顶平台上仍可以看见远方的山脉，只不过，这时火山似乎渐渐稳定下来，只剩下慵懒的暗红色。他们捡起两面盾牌，当作最后的道具，接着就继续前进。
At length they came to the door upon the outer court, and they halted. Even from where they stood they felt the malice of the Watchers beating on them, black silent shapes on either side of the gate through which the glare of Mordor dimly showed. As they threaded their way among the hideous bodies of the orcs each step became more difficult. Before they even reached the archway they were brought to a stand. To move an inch further was a pain and weariness to will and limb.
最后，他们来到了通往广场的出口，两人不约而同地停下脚步，即使从这个距离，他们也可以感觉到门口监视者虎视眈眈的眼光。两人小心翼翼地穿越满地半兽人的尸体，觉得每一步都变得更加沉重，每多走一步，就是对意志和四肢的严重考验。
Frodo had no strength for such a battle. He sank to the ground. “I can’t go on, Sam,” he murmured. “I’m going to faint. I don’t know what’s come over me.”
佛罗多已经没有力气再经历这样的搏斗。他坐了下来。“山姆，我走不动了！”他呢喃着：“我要昏倒了，我不知道是怎么搞的。”
Down the great stairway they plodded. The high chamber of the turret behind, where they had met again, seemed almost homely: they were out in the open again now, and terror ran along the walls. All might be dead in the Tower of Cirith Ungol, but it was steeped in fear and evil still.
两人缓缓步下极陡的楼梯，背后那个他们再度相聚的房间，相形之下变得相当温暖。他们又再度来到堡垒中，这里连墙壁都充满了恐惧的气息；或许西力斯昂哥塔中的人都死光了，但那种邪恶和威胁感并没有丝毫减少。
“I do, Mr. Frodo. Hold up now! It’s the gate. There’s some devilry there. But I got through, and I’m going to get out. It can’t be more dangerous than before. Now for it!”
“我知道，佛罗多先生。撑住！是那扇门，门上有些古怪。但我走得进来，这次也一定能踏出去。这次总不可能比上次更危险。来吧！”
“Gilthoniel, A Elbereth!” Sam cried. For, why he did not know, his thought sprang back suddenly to the Elves in the Shire, and the song that drove away the Black Rider in the trees.
“姬尔松耐尔！伊尔碧绿丝！”不知道为什么，山姆突然间想起在夏尔遇到的精灵，以及驱赶走黑骑士的歌声。
Sam drew out the elven-glass of Galadriel again. As if to do honour to his hardihood, and to grace with splendour his faithful brown hobbit-hand that had done such deeds, the phial blazed forth suddenly, so that all the shadowy court was lit with a dazzling radiance like lightning; but it remained steady and did not pass.
山姆再度拿出凯兰崔尔赐给他们的星光瓶，彷佛是为了奖赏他的付出和努力，以及保护这两位哈比人，洁白的星光如同耀目的闪电一般洒满整个广场，但两名监视者依旧不为所动。
The will of the Watchers was broken with a suddenness like the snapping of a cord, and Frodo and Sam stumbled forward. Then they ran. Through the gate and past the great seated figures with their glittering eyes. There was a crack. The keystone of the arch crashed almost on their heels, and the wall above crumbled, and fell in ruin. Only by a hair did they escape. A bell clanged; and from the Watchers there went up a high and dreadful wail. Far up above in the darkness it was answered. Out of the black sky there came dropping like a bolt a winged shape, rending the clouds with a ghastly shriek.
监视者的抵抗如同丝线一般突然断裂了，山姆和佛罗多踉跄地冲出去；然后，他们拔腿飞奔，想要尽快躲开那死气沉沉的大门和雕像恐怖的视线。接着，身后传来破裂的声音，拱门的地基差点就砸中他们，整面墙垮了下来，化成一堆废墟。他们在千钧一发之间逃了出来，警钟响起，监视者发出刺耳的尖叫，黑暗的高空传来了回应，从墨黑的天空中冲出一只长着翅膀的怪兽，凄厉的嚎叫撕裂了乌云。
“Aiya elenion ancalima!” cried Frodo once again behind him.
“Aiya elenion ancalima！”佛罗多也跟着大喊。
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