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the Grey-elves; and his heart grew hot within him at the tale of the griefs of his people, and he wished to go
forth and avenge them on the Orcs and Easterlings. But Annael forbade this.
"Far hence, I deem, your doom lies, Tuor son of Huor," he said. "And this land shall not be freed from
the shadow of Morgoth until Thangorodrim itself be overthrown. Therefore we are resolved at last to forsake
it, and to depart into the South; and with us you shall go."
"But how shall we escape the net of our enemies?" said Tuor. "For the marching of so many together
will surely be marked."
"We shall not march through the land openly," said Annael; "and if our fortune is good we shall come
to the secret way which we call Annon-in-Gelydh, the Gate of the Noldor; for it was made by the skill of that
people, long ago in the days of Turgon."
At that name Tuor was stirred, though he knew not why; and he questioned Annael concerning
Turgon. "He is a son of Fingolfin," said Annael, "and is now accounted High King of the Noldor, since the
fall of Fingon. For he lives yet, most feared of the foes of Morgoth, and he escaped from the ruin of the
Nirnaeth, when Hurin of Dor-1├│min and Huor your father held the passes of Sirion behind him."
"Then I will go and seek Turgon," said Tuor; "for surely he will lend me aid for my father's sake?"
"That you cannot," said Annael. "For his stronghold is hidden from the eyes of Elves and Men, and we
know not where it stands. Of the Noldor some, maybe, know the way thither, but they will speak of it to
none. Yet if you would have speech with them, then come with me, as I bid you; for in the far havens of the
South you may meet with wanderers from the Hidden Kingdom."
Thus it came to pass that the Elves forsook the caves of Androth, and Tuor went with them. But their
enemies kept watch upon their dwellings, and were soon aware of their march; and they had not gone far
from the hills into the plain before they were assailed by a great force of Orcs and Easterlings, and they were
scattered far and wide, fleeing into the gathering night. But Tuor's heart was kindled with the fire of battle,
and he would not flee, but boy as he was he wielded the axe as his father before him, and for long he stood
his ground and slew many that assailed him; but at the last be was overwhelmed and taken captive and led
before Lorgan the Easterling. Now this Lorgan was held the chieftain of the Easterlings and claimed to rule
all Dor-1├│min as a fief under Morgoth; and he took Tuor to be his slave. Hard and bitter then was his life; for
it pleased Lorgan to treat Tuor the more evilly as he was of the kin of the former lords, and he sought to
break, if he could, the pride of the House of Hador. But Tuor saw wisdom, and endured all pains and taunts
with watchful patience; so that in time his lot was somewhat lightened, and at the least be was not starved, as
were many of Lorgan's unhappy thralls. For he was strong and skilful, and Lorgan fed his beasts of burden
well, while they were young and could work.
But after three years of thraldom Tuor saw at last a chance of escape. He was come now almost to his
full stature, taller and swifter than any of the Easterlings; and being sent with other thralls on an errand of
labour into the woods he turned suddenly on the guards and slew them with an axe, and fled into the hills.
The Easterlings hunted him with dogs, but without avail; for wellnigh all the hounds of Lorgan were his
friends, and if they came up with him they would fawn upon him, and then run homeward at his command.
Thus he came back at last to the caves of Androth and dwelt there alone. And for four years he was an outlaw
in the land of his fathers, grim and solitary; and his name was feared, for he went often abroad, and slew
many of the Easterlings that he came upon. Then they set a great price upon his head; but they did not dare to
come to his hiding-place, even with strength of men, for they feared the Elven-folk, and shunned the caves
where they had dwelt. Yet it is said that Tuor's journeys were not made for the purpose of vengeance; rather
he sought ever for the Gate of the Noldor, of which Annael had spoken. But he found it not, for he knew not
where to look, and such a few of the Elves as lingered still in the mountains had not heard of it.
Now Tuor knew that, though fortune still favoured him, yet in the end the days of an outlaw are
numbered, and are ever few and without hope. Nor was he willing to live thus for ever a wild man in the
houseless hills, and his heart urged him ever to great deeds. Herein, it is said, the power of Ulmo was shown.
For he gathered tidings of all that passed in Beleriand, and every stream that flowed from Middle-earth to the
Great Sea was to him a messenger, both to and fro; and he remained also in friendship, as of old, with C├нrdan
and the Shipwrights at the Mouths of Sirion. 1 And at this time most of all Ulmo gave heed to the fates of the