Part 101 of 4800 from book61
Then suddenly there was a tumult of fiercebook47 cries. During all this black day Faramir lay upon his bed in the chamber of the White Tower wandering in a desperate fever dying someone said and soon dying all men were saying upon the walls and in the streets. The mounted knights returned and at their rear the banner of Dol Amroth and the Prince. And then a trumpet rang from the Citadel and Denethor at last released the sortie. The cavalry of Gondor halted. But Denethor did not permit them to go far. Though the enemy was checked and for the moment driven back great forces were flowing in from the East. The Gate was shut. Out of sight and shot they flew and yet were ever present and their deadly voices rent the air. Soon there was great peril of fire behind the wall and all who could be spared were busy quelling the flames that sprang up in many places. They reached the Gate of the City and entered stepping proudly and proudly the people of the City looked on them and cried their praise and y