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Pippin flushed and forgot his fear。 'The mightiest man may be slain by one arrow；' he said； 'and
Boromir was pierced by many。 When last I saw him he sank beside a tree and plucked a black…
feathered shaft from his side。 Then I swooned and was made captive。 I saw him no more； and know
no more。 But I honour his memory； for he was very valiant。 He died to save us； my kinsman
Meriadoc and myself； waylaid in the woods by the soldiery of the Dark Lord； and though he fell
and failed； my gratitude is none the less。'
Then Pippin looked the old man in the eye； for pride stirred strangely within him； still stung by
the scorn and suspicion in that cold voice。 'Little service； no doubt； will so great a lord of Men think
to find in a hobbit； a halfling from the northern Shire； yet such as it is； I will offer it； in payment of
my debt。' Twitching aside his grey cloak； Pippin drew forth his small sword and laid it at
Denethor's feet。
A pale smile； like a gleam of cold sun on a winter's evening； passed over the old man's face； but
he bent his head and held out his hand； laying the shards of the horn aside。 'Give me the weapon！'
he said。
Pippin lifted it and presented the hilt to him。 'Whence came this？' said Denethor。 'Many； many
years lie on it。 Surely this is a blade wrought by our own kindred in the North in the deep past？'
'It came out of the mounds that lie on the borders of my country ' said Pippin。 'But only evil
wights dwell there now； and I will not willingly tell more of them。'
'I see that strange tales are woven about you；' said Denethor； 'and once again it is shown that
looks may belie the man – or the halfling。 I accept your service。 For you are not daunted by words；
and you have courteous speech； strange though the sound of it may be to us in the South。 And we
shall have need of all folk of courtesy； be they great or small； in the days to e。 Swear to me
now！'
'Take the hilt；' said Gandalf； 'and speak after the Lord； if you are resolved on this。'
'I am；' said Pippin。
The old man laid the sword along his lap； and Pippin put his hand to the hilt； and said slowly
after Denethor：
'Here do I swear fealty and service to Gondor； and to the Lord and Steward of the realm； to
speak and to be silent； to do and to let be； to e and to go； in need or plenty； in peace or war； in
living or dying； from this hour henceforth； until my lord release me； or death take me； or the world
end。 So say I； Peregrin son of Paladin of the Shire of the Halflings。'
And this do I hear； Denethor son of Ecthelion； Lord of Gondor； Steward of the High King； and I
will not forget it； nor fail to reward that which is given： fealty with love； valour with honour； oath…
breaking with vengeance。' Then Pippin received back his sword and put it in its sheath。
'And now；' said Denethor； 'my first mand to you： speak and be not silent！ Tell me your full
tale； and see that you recall all that you can of Boromir； my son。 Sit now and begin！' As he spoke he
struck a small silver gong that stood near his footstool； and at once servants came forward。 Pippin
saw then that they had been standing in alcoves on either side of the door； unseen as he and Gandalf
entered。
'Bring wine and food and seats for the guests；' said Denethor； 'and see that none trouble us for
one hour。'
'It is all that I have to spare； for there is much else to heed；' he said to Gandalf。 'Much of more
import； it may seem； and yet to me less pressing。 But maybe we can speak again at the end of the
day。'
'And earlier； it is to be hoped；' said Gandalf。 'For I have not ridden hither from Isengard； one
hundred and fifty leagues； with the speed of wind； only to bring you one small warrior； however
courteous。 Is it naught to you that Théoden has fought a great battle and that Isengard is overthrown；
and that I have broken the staff of Saruman？'
'It is much to me。 But I know already sufficient of these deeds for my own counsel against the
menace of the East。' He turned his dark eyes on Gandalf； and now Pippin saw a likeness between
the two； and he felt the strain between them； almost as if he saw a line of smouldering fire； drawn
from eye to eye； that might suddenly burst into flame。
Denethor looked indeed much more like a great wizard than Gandalf did； more kingly； beautiful；
and powerful； and older。 Yet by a sense other than sight Pippin perceived that Gandalf had the
greater power and the deeper wisdom； and a majesty that was veiled。 And he was older； far older。
'How much older？' he wondered； and then he thought how odd it was that he had never thought
about it before。 Treebeard had said something about wizards； but even then he had not thought of
Gandalf as one of them。 What was Gandalf？ In what far time and place did he e into the world；
and when would he leave it？ And then his musings broke off； and he saw that Denethor and
Gandalf still looked each other in the eye； as if reading the other's mind。 But it was Denethor who
first withdrew his gaze。
'Yea；' he said； 'for though the Stones be lost； they say； still the lords of Gondor have keener sight
than lesser men； and many messages e to them。 But sit now！'
Then men came bearing a chair and a low stool； and one brought a salver with a silver flagon
and cups； and white cakes。 Pippin sat down； but he could not take his eyes from the old lord。 Was it
so； or had he only imagined it； that as he spoke of the Stones a sudden gleam of his eye had glanced
upon Pippin's face？
'Now tell me your tale； my liege；' said Denethor； half kindly； half mockingly。 'For the words of
one whom my son so befriended will be wele indeed。'
Pippin never forgot that hour in the great hall under the piercing eye of the Lord of Gondor；
stabbed ever and anon by his shrewd questions； and all the while conscious of Gandalf at his side；
watching and listening； and （so Pippin felt） holding in check a rising wrath and impatience。 When
the hour was over and Denethor again rang the gong； Pippin felt worn out。 'It cannot be more than
nine o'clock；' he thought。 'I could now eat three