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of Shadow； and a darkness fell about him； and the wind ceased； and there was silence in the waste。
Yet there were ears that heard the words that Húrin spoke； and report of all came soon to the Dark Throne in the
north； and Morgoth smiled； for he knew now clearly in what region Turgon dwelt； though because of the eagles no spy
of his could yet e within sight of the land behind the Encircling Mountains。 This was the first evil that the freedom
of Húrin achieved。
As darkness fell Húrin stumbled from the rock； and fell into a heavy sleep of grief。 But in his sleep he heard the
voice of Morwen lamenting； and often she spoke his name； and it seemed to him that her voice came out of Brethil。
Therefore when he awoke with the ing of day he arose； and went back to the Brithiach； and passing along the eaves
of Brethil he came at a time of night to the Crossings of Teiglin。 The night…sentinels saw him； but they were filled with
dread； for they thought that they saw a ghost out of some ancient battle…mound that walked with darkness about it； and
therefore Húrin was not stayed； and he came at last to the place of the burning of Glaurung； and saw the tall stone
standing near the brink of Cabed Naeramarth。
But Húrin did not look at the stone； for he knew what was written there； and his eyes had seen that he was not
alone。 Sitting in the shadow of the stone there was a woman； bent over her knees； and as Húrin stood there silent she cast
back her tattered hood and lifted her face。 Grey she was and old； but suddenly her eyes looked into his； and he knew her；
for though they were wild and full of fear； that light still gleamed in them that long ago had earned for her the name
Eledhwen； proudest and most beautiful of mortal women in the days of old。
'You e at last；' she said。 'I have waited too long。'
'It was a dark road。 I have e as I could；' he answered。
'But you are too late；' said Morwen。 'They are lost。'
'I know it；' he said。 'But you are not。'
But Morwen said： 'Almost。 I am spent I shall go with the sun。 Now little time is left： if you know； tell me！ How
did she find him？'
But Húrin did not answer； and they sat beside the stone； and did not speak again； and when the sun went down
Morwen sighed and clasped his hand； and was still； and Húrin knew that she had died。 He looked down at her in the
twilight and it seemed to him that the lines of grief and cruel hardship were smoothed away。 'She was not conquered；' he
said； and he closed her eyes； and sat unmoving beside her as the night drew down。 The waters of Cabed Naeramarth
roared on； but he heard no sound； and he saw nothing； and felt nothing； for his heart was stone within him。 But there
came a chill wind that drove sharp rain into his face； and he was roused； and anger rose in him like smoke； mastering
reason； so that all his desire was to seek vengeance for his wrongs and for the wrongs of his kin； accusing in his anguish
all those who ever had dealings with them。 Then he rose up； and he made a grave for Morwen above Cabed Naeramarth
on the west side of the stone； and upon it he cut these words： Here lies also Morwen Eledhwen。
It is told that a seer and harp…player of Brethil named Glirhuin made a song； saying that the Stone of the Hapless
should not be defiled by Morgoth nor ever thrown down； not though the sea should drown all the land； as after indeed
befell； and still Tol Morwen stands alone in the water beyond the new coasts that were made in the days of the wrath of
the Valar。 But Húrin does not lie there； for his doom drove him on； and the Shadow still followed him。
Now Húrin crossed over Teiglin and passed southwards down the ancient road that led to Nargothrond； and he
saw far off to the eastward the lonely height of Amon R？dh； and knew what had befallen there。 At length he came to the
banks of Narog； and ventured the passage of the wild river upon the fallen stones of the bridge； as Mablung of Doriath
had ventured it before him； and he stood before the broken Doors of Felagund； leaning upon his staff。
Here it must be told that after the departure of Glaurung M？m the Petty…Dwarf had found his way to Nargothrond；
and crept within the ruined halls； and he took possession of them； and sat there fingering the gold and the gems； letting
them run ever through his hands； for none came nigh to despoil him； from dread of the spirit of Glaurung and his very
memory。 But now one had e； and stood upon the threshold； and M？m came forth； and demanded to know his
purpose。 But Húrin said： 'Who are you； that would hinder me from entering the house of Finrod Felagund？'
Then the Dwarf answered： 'I am M？m； and before the proud ones came from over the Sea； Dwarves delved the
halls of Nulukkizd？n。 I have but returned to take what is mine； for I am the last of my people。'
'Then you shall enjoy your inheritance no longer；' said Húrin； 'for I am Húrin son of Galdor； returned out of
Angband； and my son was Túrin Turambar； whom you have not forgotten； and he it was that slew Glaurung the Dragon；
who wasted these halls where now you sit； and not unknown is it to me by whom the Dragon…helm of Dor…lómin was
betrayed。'
Then M？m in great fear besought Húrin to take what he would； but to spare his life； but Húrin gave no heed to his
prayer； and slew him there before the doors of Nargothrond。 Then he entered in； and stayed a while in that dreadful
place； where the treasures of Valinor lay strewn upon the floors in darkness and decay； but it is told that when Húrin
came forth from the wreck of Nargothrond and stood again beneath the sky he bore with him out of all that great hoard
but one thing only。
Now Húrin journeyed eastward； and he came to the Meres of Twilight above the Falls of Sirion； and there he was
taken by the Elves that guarded the western marches of Doriath； and brought before King Thingol in the Thousand
Caves。 Then Thingol was filled with wonder and grief when he looked on him； and knew that grim and aged man for
Húrin Thalion； the captive of Morgoth； but he greeted him fairly and showed him honour。 Húrin made no answer to the
King； but drew forth from beneath his cloak that one thing which he had taken with him out of Nargothrond； and that
was no lesser treasure than the Nauglamír； the Necklace of the Dwarves； that was made for Finrod Felagund long years
before by the craftsmen of Nogrod and Belegost； most famed of all their works in the Elder Days； and prized by Finrod
while he lived above all the treasures of Nargothrond。 And Húrin cast it at the feet of Thingol with wild and bitter words。
'Receive thou thy fee；' he cried； 'for thy fair keeping of my children and my wife！ For this is the Nauglamír； whose
name is known to many among Elves and Men； and I bring it to thee out of the darkness of Nargothrond； where Finrod
thy kinsman left it behind him when he set forth with Beren son of Barahir to fulfil the errand of Thingol of Doriath！'
Then Thingol looked upon the great treasure； and knew it for the Nauglamír； and well did he understand Húrin's
intent； but being filled with pity he restrained