This could be thought of as another topographical chapter, or rather a geological one as we are now in the
mountains of
Mordor: the Ephel Duath. However, there are some significant incidents in this chapter. We see
Minas Morgul, a decayed version of its former self and a diabolical mirror of
Minas Tirith. A remarkable red light signal is sent from
Gorgoroth and is replied to by a blue signal from Minas Morgul. Let's not ask too closely about how these are generated given this is a fantasy novel.
Immediately a host of
orcs led by cavalry sallies forth from the
evil city led by the
Witch King.
Frodo senses him but the Witch King seems to sense Frodo and/or
the Ring. This time, with the help of
Galadriel's phial, Frodo resists the pull to put on the Ring and the moment passes. Remarkably Frodo thinks about
Faramir and his
Rangers - will they be cut off or will they make it to
Osgiliath in time?
Having passed through the hole in the wall, the three trekkers make their way up the Stairs of
Cirith Ungol. During a break for a brief meal
Sam comes out with the following memorable speech:
we shouldn’t be here at all, if we’d known more about it before we started. But I suppose it’s often that way. The brave things in the old tales and songs, Mr. Frodo: adventures, as I used to call them. I used to think that they were things the wonderful folk of the stories went out and looked for, because they wanted them, because they were exciting and life was a bit dull, a kind of a sport, as you might say. But that’s not the way of it with the tales that really mattered, or the ones that stay in the mind. Folk seem to have been just landed in them, usually – their paths were laid that way, as you put it. But I expect they had lots of chances, like us, of turning back, only they didn’t. And if they had, we shouldn’t know, because they’d have been forgotten. We hear about those as just went on – and not all to a good end, mind you; at least not to what folk inside a story and not outside it call a good end. You know, coming home, and finding things all right, though not quite the same – like old Mr Bilbo. But those aren’t always the best tales to hear, though they may be the best tales to get landed in! I wonder what sort of a tale we’ve fallen into?”
Sam also knows about
Beren,
the Silmarils and the Iron Crown in
Thangorodrim - time spent listening to Bilbo maybe? Sam and Frodo exchange compliments as to which of them people would want to hear about in songs and tales.
Gollum has disappeared again and Sam encourages Frodo to sleep with his head on his lap. Gollum returns and seeing them cautiously touches Frodo's knee, almost a caress. Gollum would have appeared as an old weary
hobbit but Sam wakes up and accuses Gollum of sneaking off and the moment passes. Gollum then throws the word "sneak" back at Sam despite Sam's apologies. Frodo offers to let
Smeagol go his way now they see the pass and the way in to Mordor but Smeagol of course demurs.
This remarkable statement about Frodo poses a big question:
He knew that the Ring would only betray him, and that he had not, even if he put it on, the power to face the Morgul-king-not yet.