worse thing is yet to e forth。 Say therefore to the Lord of Nargothrond： Shut the doors of the fortress and go not
abroad。 Cast the stones of your pride into the loud river； that the creeping evil may not find the gate。〃'
Orodreth was troubled by the dark words of the messengers； but Túrin would by no means hearken to these
counsels； and least of all would he suffer the great bridge to be cast down； for he was bee proud and stern； and
would order all things as he wished。
Soon afterwards Handir Lord of Brethil was slain； for the Orcs invaded his land； and Handir gave them battle； but
the Men of Brethil were worsted； and driven back into their woods。 And in the autumn of the year； biding his hour；
Morgoth loosed upon the people of Narog the great host that he had long prepared； and Glaurung the úrulóki passed
over Anfauglith； and came thence into the north vales of Sirion and there did great evil。 Under the shadows of Ered
Wethrin he defiled the Eithel Ivrin； and thence he passed into the realm of Nargothrond； and burned the Talath Dirnen；
the Guarded Plain； between Narog and Teiglin。
Then the warriors of Nargothrond went forth； and tall and terrible on that day looked Túrin； and the heart of the
host was upheld； as he rode on the right hand of Orodreth。 But greater far was the host of Morgoth than any scouts had
told； and none but Túrin defended by his dwarf…mask could withstand the approach of Glaurung； and the Elves were
driven back and pressed by the Orcs into the field of Tumhalad； between Ginglith and Narog； and there they were
penned。 On that day all the pride and host of Nargothrond withered away； and Orodreth was slain in the forefront of the
battle； and Gwindor son of Guilin was wounded to the death。 But Túrin came to his aid； and all fled before him； and he
bore Gwindor out of the rout； and escaping into a wood there laid him on the grass。
Then Gwindor said to Túrin： 'Let bearing pay for bearing！ But ill…fated was mine； and vain is thine； for my body
is marred beyond healing； and I must leave Middle…earth。 And though I love thee； son of Húrin； yet I rue the day that I
took thee from the Orcs。 But for thy prowess and thy pride； still I should have love and life； and Nargothrond should yet
stand a while。' Now if thou love me； leave me！ Haste thee to Nargothrond； and save Finduilas。 And this last I say to thee：
she alone stands between thee and thy doom。 If thou fail her； it shall not fail to find thee。 Farewell！'
Then Túrin sped back to Nargothrond； mustering such of the rout as he met with on the way； and the leaves fell
from the trees in a great wind as they went； for the autumn was passing to a dire winter。 But the host of the Orcs and
Glaurung the Dragon were there before him； and they came suddenly； ere those that were left on guard were aware of
what had befallen on the field of Tumhalad。 In that day the bridge over Narog proved an evil； for it was great and
mightily made and could not swiftly be destroyed； and the enemy came readily over the deep river； and Glaurung came
in full fire against the Doors of Felagund； and overthrew them； and passed within。
And even as Túrin came up the dreadful sack of Nargothrond was well nigh achieved。 The Orcs had slain or
driven off all that remained in arms； and were even then ransacking the great halls and chambers； plundering and
destroying； but those of the women and maidens that were not burned or slain they had herded on the terraces before the
doors； as slaves to be taken into Morgoth's thraldom。 Upon this ruin and woe Túrin came； and none could withstand him；
or would not； though he struck down all before him； and passed over the bridge； and hewed his way towards the
captives。
And now he stood alone； for the few that followed him had fled。 But in that moment Glaurung issued from the
gaping doors； and lay behind； between Túrin and the bridge。 Then suddenly he spoke； by the evil spirit that was in him；
saying： 'Hail； son of Húrin。 Well met！'
Then Túrin sprang about； and strode against him； and the edges of Gurthang shone as with flame； but Glaurung
withheld his blast； and opened wide his serpent…eyes and gazed upon Túrin。 Without fear Túrin looked into them as he
raised up the sword； and straightway he fell under the binding spell of the lidless eyes of the dragon； and was halted
moveless。 Then for a long time he stood as one graven of stone； and they two were alone； silent before the doors of
Nargothrond。 But Glaurung spoke again； taunting Túrin； and he said： 'Evil have been all thy ways； son of Húrin。
Thankless fosterling； outlaw； slayer of thy friend； thief of love； usurper of Nargothrond； captain foolhardy； and deserter
of thy kin。 As thralls thy mother and thy sister live in Dor…lómin； in misery and want。 Thou art arrayed as a prince； but
they go in rags； and for thee they yearn； but thou carest not for that。 Glad may thy father be to learn that he hath such a
son； as learn he shall。' And Túrin being under the spell of Glaurung hearkened to his words； and he saw himself as in a
mirror misshapen by malice； and loathed that which he saw。
And while he was yet held by the eyes of the dragon in torment of mind； and could not stir； the Orcs drove away
the herded captives； and they passed nigh to Túrin and crossed over the bridge。 Among them was Finduilas； and she
cried out to Túrin as she went； but not until her cries and the wailing of the captives was lost upon the northward road
did Claiming release Túrin； and he might not stop his ears against that voice that haunted him after。
Then suddenly Glaurung withdrew his glance； and waited； and Túrin stirred slowly； as one waking from a hideous
dream。 Then ing to himself he sprang upon the dragon with a cry。 But Glaurung laughed； saying： 'If thou wilt be
slain； I will slay thee gladly。 But small help will that be to Morwen and Nienor。 No heed didst thou give to the cries of
the Elf…woman。 Wilt thou deny also the bond of thy blood？'
But Túrin drawing back his sword stabbed at the dragon's eyes； and Glaurung coiling back swiftly towered above
him； and said： 'Nay！ At least thou art valiant； beyond all whom I have met And they lie who say that we of our part do
not honour the valour of foes。 See now！ I offer thee freedom。 Go to thy kin； if thou canst。 Get thee gone！ And if Elf or
Man be left to make tale of these days； then surely in scorn they will name thee； if thou spurnest this gift。'
Then Túrin； being yet bemused by the eyes of the dragon； as were he treating with a foe that could know pity；
believed the words of Glaurung and fuming away he sped over the bridge。 But as he went Glaurung spoke behind him；
saying in a fell voice： 'Haste thee now； son of Húrin； to Dor…lómin！ Or perhaps the Orcs shall e before thee； once
again。 And if thou tarry for Finduilas； then never shalt thou see Morwen again； and never at all shalt thou see Nienor thy
sister； and they will curse thee。'
But Túrin passed away on the northward road； and Claiming laughed once more； for he had acplished the
errand of his Master。 Then he turned to his own ple