found that easy to do。 Hobbits do not like heights； and do not sleep upstairs； even when they have any stairs。 The flet was not at all to their liking as a bedroom。 It had no walls。 not even a rail； only on one side was there a light plaited screen； which could be moved and fixed in different places according to the wind。
Pippin went on talking for a while。 'I hope； if I do go to sleep in this bedloft； that I shan't roll off；' he said。
'Once I do get to sleep；' said Sam； 'i shall go on sleeping； whether I roll off or no。 And the less said； the sooner I'll drop off； if you take my meaning。'
Frodo lay for some time awake； and looked up at the stars glinting through the pale roof of quivering leaves。 Sam was snoring at his side long before he himself closed his eyes。 He could dimly see the grey forms of two elves sitting motionless with their arms about their knees； speaking in whispers。 The other had gone down to take up his watch on one of the lower branches。 At last lulled by the wind in the boughs above； and the sweet murmur of the falls of Nimrodel below； Frodo fell asleep with the song of Legolas running in his mind。
Late in the night he awoke。 The other hobbits were asleep。 The Elves were gone。 The sickle Moon was gleaming dimly among the leaves。 The wind was still。 A little way off he heard a harsh laugh and the tread of many feet on the ground below。 There was a ring of metal。 The sounds died slowly away； and seemed to go southward； on into the wood。
A head appeared suddenly through the hole in the flet。 Frodo sat up in alarm and saw that it was a greyhooded Elf。 He looked towards the hobbits。
'What is it？ ' said Frodo。
'Yrch！' said the Elf in a hissing whisper； and cast on to the flet the ropeladder rolled up。
'Orcs！ ' said Frodo。 'What are they doing？ ' But the Elf had gone。
There were no more sounds。 Even the leaves were silent； and the very falls seemed to be hushed。 Frodo sat and shivered in his wraps。 He was thankful that they had not been caught on the ground； but he felt that the trees offered little protection； except concealment。 Orcs were as keen as hounds on a scent； it was said； but they could also climb。 He drew out Sting： it flashed and glittered like a blue flame and then slowly faded again and grew dull。 In spite of the fading of his sword the feeling of immediate danger did not leave Frodo； rather it grew stronger。 He got up and crawled to the opening and peered down。 He was almost certain that he could hear stealthy movements at the tree's foot far below。
Not Elves； for the woodland folk were altogether noiseless in their movements。 Then he heard faintly a sound like sniffing： and something seemed to be scrabbling on the bark of the treetrunk。 He stared down into the dark； holding his breath。
Something was now climbing slowly； and its breath came like a soft hissing through closed teeth。 Then ing up； close to the stem； Frodo saw two pale eyes。 They stopped and gazed upward unwinking。 Suddenly they turned away； and a shadowy figure slipped round the trunk of the tree and vanished。
Immediately afterwards Haldir came climbing swiftly up through the branches。 'There was something in this tree that I have never seen before；' he said。 'It was not an orc。 It fled as soon as I touched the treestem。 It seemed to be wary； and to have some skill in trees； or I might have thought that it was one of you hobbits。
'I did not shoot； for I dared not arouse any cries： we cannot risk battle。 A strong pany of Orcs has passed。 They crossed the Nimrodelcurse their foul feet in its clean water！and went on down the old road beside the river。 They seemed to pick up some scent； and they searched the ground for a while near the place where you halted。 The three of us could not challenge a hundred； so we went ahead and spoke with feigned voices； leading them on into the wood。
'Orophin has now gone in haste back to our dwellings to warn our people。 None of the Orcs will ever return out of Lórien。 And there will be many Elves hidden on the northern border before another night falls。 But you must take the road south as soon as it is fully light。'
Day came pale from the East。 As the light grew it filtered through the yellow leaves of the mallorn； and it seemed to the hobbits that the early sun of a cool summer's morning was shining。 Paleblue sky peeped among the moving branches。 Looking through an opening on the south side of the flet Frodo saw all the valley of the Silverlode lying like a sea of fallow gold tossing gently in the breeze。
The morning was still young and cold when the pany set out again； guided now by Haldir and his brother Rúmil。 'Farewell； sweet Nimrodel！ ' cried Legolas。 Frodo looked back and caught a gleam of white foam among the grey treestems。 'Farewell；' he said。 It seemed to him that he would never hear again a running water so beautiful； for ever blending its innumerable notes in an endless changeful music。
They went back to the path that still went on along the west side of the Silverlode； and for some way they followed it southward。 There were the prints of orcfeet in the earth。 But soon Haldir turned aside into the trees and halted on the bank of the river under their shadows。
'There is one of my people yonder across the stream；' he said 'though you may not see him。' He gave a call like the low whistle of a bird； and out of a thicket of young trees an Elf stepped； clad in grey； but with his hood thrown back； his hair glinted like gold in the morning sun。 Haldir skilfully cast over the stream a coil of grey rope； and he caught it and bound the end about a tree near the bank。
'Celebrant is already a strong stream here； as you see；' said Haldir 'and it runs both swift and deep； and is very cold。 We do not set foot in it so far north； unless we must。 But in these days of watchfulness we do not make bridges。 This is how we cross！ Follow me！' He made his end of the rope fast about another tree； and then ran lightly along it； over the river and back again； as if he were on a road。
'I can walk this path；' said Legolas； 'but the others have not this skill。 Must they swim？'
'No！' said Haldir。 'We have two more ropes。 We will fasten them above the other； one shoulderhigh； and another halfhigh； and holding these the strangers should be able to cross with care。'
When this slender bridge had been made； the pany passed over； some cautiously and slowly； others more easily。 Of the hobbits Pippin proved the best for he was surefooted； and he walked over quickly； holding only with one hand； but he kept his eyes on the bank ahead and did not look down。 Sam shuffled along； clutching hard； and looking down into the pale eddying water as if it was a chasm in the mountains。
He breathed with relief when he was safely across。 'Live and learn！ as my gaffer used to say。 Though he was thinking of gardening； not of roosting like a bird； nor of trying to walk like a spider。 Not even my uncle Andy ever did a trick like that！ '
When at length all the pany was gathered on the east bank of the Silverlode； the Elves untied the ropes and coiled two of them。 Rúmil； who had remained on the other side； drew back the last one； slung it on his shoulder； and with a wave of his ha