THERE IS NO TIME FOR SUCH QUESTIONS!
Gamling, naturally, want to know what has happened to his commander. No one truly knows, and Théoden and Éomer worry that he may not be alive to make it back to Helm’s Deep. Regardless, they have to prepare for a siege, with the little provisions they have already stocked in the caves higher up the valley. The women, children, and elderly are hiding there as well.
I don’t usually think of the battle at Helm’s Deep as a siege, but it really is.
Anyway, Théoden commands his men and most of those from the Westfold in the Hornburg while Éomer lines his men along the wall. They worry that the attack will be worst at the Deeping Wall, which is actually the name of the wall, not Helm’s Dike, which is something completely different.
I screwed it up again.
-Helm the Hammerhand: Ah, the namesake of this roundabout place. He was a king of Rohan, and was known for his stern manner and various war victories.
-the Deeping Wall: THIS IS THE WALL.
Okay, so, Helm’s Dike is actually a trench along the valley a ways out from the Hornburg and Deeping Wall. However, it spans the length of the valley just like the wall does, which is why I got confused. Don’t blame me too much. This is actually really hard to keep track of.
By the way, Gamling makes this joke as if the orcs are going to walk right up and start haggling for goods and such. Say what now?
I honestly don’t know where he gets this idea from, or how he thinks it’s funny. Of course, the “high price” he means to offer them must be death. That much I get.
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Oh, and Gamling’s grandson is here to fight. Gamling has seen too many winters. His grandson, too few. His son? Just right!
Days Until The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey: 4
“Legolas sat above on the parapet, fingering his bow, and peering out into the gloom.”