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The words that Gandalf had murmured came back into his mind。 And then he found himself at
the doors of the great hall beneath the gleaming tower； and behind the wizard he passed the tall
silent door…wardens and entered the cool echoing shadows of the house of stone。
They walked down a paved passage； long and empty； and as they went Gandalf spoke softly to
Pippin。 'Be careful of your words； Master Peregrin！ This is no time for hobbit pertness。 Théoden is
a kindly old man。 Denethor is of another sort； proud and subtle； a man of far greater lineage and
power； though he is not called a king。 But he will speak most to you； and question you much； since
you can tell him of his son Boromir。 He loved him greatly： too much perhaps； and the more so
because they were unlike。 But under cover of this love he will think it easier to learn what he
witches from you rather than from me。 Do not tell him more than you need； and leave quiet the
matter of Frodo's errand。 I will deal with that in due time。 And say nothing about Aragorn either；
unless you must。'
'Why not？ What is wrong with Strider？' Pippin whispered。 'He meant to e here； didn't he？
And he'll be arriving soon himself anyway。'
'Maybe； maybe；' said Gandalf。 'Though if he es； it is likely to be in some way that no one
expects； not even Denethor。 It will be better so。 At least he should e unheralded by us。'
Gandalf halted before a tall door of polished metal。 'See； Master Pippin； there is no time to
instruct you now in the history of Gondor； though it might have been better； if you had learned
something of it； when you were still birds…nesting and playing truant in the woods of the Shire。 Do
as I bid！ It is scarcely wise when bringing the news of the death of his heir to a mighty lord to speak
over much of the ing of one who will； if he es； claim the kingship。 Is that enough？'
'Kingship？' said Pippin amazed。
'Yes；' said Gandalf。 'If you have walked all these days with closed ears and mind asleep； wake
up now！' He knocked on the door。
The door opened； but no one could be seen to open it。 Pippin looked into a great hall。 It was lit
by deep windows in the wide aisles at either side； beyond the rows of tall pillars that upheld the
roof。 Monoliths of black marble； they rose to great capitals carved in many strange figures of beasts
and leaves； and far above in shadow the wide vaulting gleamed with dull gold； inset with flowing
traceries of many colours。 No hangings nor storied webs； nor any things of woven stuff or of wood；
were to be seen in that long solemn hall； but between the pillars there stood a silent pany of tall
images graven in cold stone。
Suddenly Pippin was reminded of the hewn rocks of Argonath； and awe fell on him； as he
looked down that avenue of kings long dead。 At the far end upon a dais of many steps was set a
high throne under a canopy of marble shaped like a crowned helm； behind it was carved upon the
wall and set with gems an image of a tree in flower。 But the throne was empty。 At the foot of the
dais； upon the lowest step which was broad and deep； there was a stone chair； black and unadorned；
and on it sat an old man gazing at his lap。 In his hand was a white rod with a golden knob。 He did
not look up。 Solemnly they paced the long floor towards him； until they stood three paces from his
footstool。 Then Gandalf spoke。
'Hail； Lord and Steward of Minas Tirith； Denethor son of Ecthelion！ I am e with counsel
and tidings in this dark hour。'
Then the old man looked up。 Pippin saw his carven face with its proud bones and skin like ivory；
and the long curved nose between the dark deep eyes； and he was reminded not so much of
Boromir as of Aragorn。 'Dark indeed is the hour；' said the old man； 'and at such times you are wont
to e； Mithrandir。 But though all the signs forebode that the doom of Gondor is drawing nigh；
less now to me is that darkness than my own darkness。 It has been told to me that you bring with
you one who saw my son die。 Is this he？'
'It is；' said Gandalf。 'One of the twain。 The other is with Théoden of Rohan and may e
hereafter。 Halflings they are； as you see； yet this is not he of whom the omens spoke。'
'Yet a Halfling still；' said Denethor grimly； 'and little love do I bear the name； since those
accursed words came to trouble our counsels and drew away my son on the wild errand to his death。
My Boromir！ Now we have need of you。 Faramir should have gone in his stead。'
'He would have gone；' said Gandalf。 'Be not unjust in your grief！ Boromir claimed the errand
and would not suffer any other to have it。 He was a masterful man； and one to take what he desired。
I journeyed far with him and learned much of his mood。 But you speak of his death。 You have had
news of that ere we came？'
'I have received this；' said Denethor； and laying down his rod he lifted from his lap the thing that
he had been gazing at。 In each hand he held up one half of a great horn cloven through the middle：
a wild…ox horn bound with silver。
'That is the horn that Boromir always wore！' cried Pippin。
'Verily；' said Denethor。 'And in my turn I bore it； and so did each eldest son of our house； far
back into the vanished years before the failing of the kings； since Vorondil father of Mardil hunted
the wild kine of Araw in the far fields of Rh？n。 I heard it blowing dim upon the northern marches
thirteen days ago； and the River brought it to me； broken： it will wind no more。' He paused and
there was a heavy silence。 Suddenly he turned his black glance upon Pippin。 'What say you to that；
Halfling？'
'Thirteen； thirteen days；' faltered Pippin。 'Yes； I think that would be so。 Yes； I stood beside him；
as he blew the horn。 But no help came。 Only more orcs。'
'So；' said Denethor； looking keenly at Pippin's face。 'You were there？ Tell me more！ Why did no
help e？ And how did you escape； and yet he did not； so mighty a man as he was； and only orcs
to withstand him？'
Pippin flushed and forgot his fear。 'The mightiest man may be slain by one arrow；' he said； 'and
Boromir was pierced by man