swallowed up.
     'Ai! Steady now!' shouted Ugl?k from the rear.
     A sudden thought leaped into Pippin's mind, and he acted on it at
once. He swerved aside to the right, and dived out of the reach of his
clutching guard, headfirst into the mist; he landed sprawling on the
grass.
     'Halt!' yelled Ugl?k.
     There was for a moment turmoil and confusion. Pippin sprang up and
ran. But the Orcs were after him. Some suddenly loomed up right in
front of him.
     'No hope of escape!' thought Pippin. 'But there is a hope that I have
left some of my own marks unspoilt on the wet ground.' He groped with
his two tied hands at his throat, and unclasped the brooch of his
cloak. Just as long arms and hard claws seized him. he let it fall.
'There I suppose it will lie until the end of time,' he thought. 'I
don't know why I did it. If the others have escaped, they've probably
all gone with Frodo.'
     A whip-thong curled round his legs, and he stifled a cry.
     'Enough!' shouted Ugl?k running up. 'He's still got to run a long way
yet. Make 'em both run! Just use the whip as a reminder.'