“ “Sleep then, Master! Lay your head in my lap.” And so Gollum found them hours later, when he returned, crawling and creeping down the path out if the gloom ahead. Sam sat propped against the stone, his head dropping sideways and his breathing heavy. In his lap lay Frodo’s head, drowned deep in sleep; upon his white forehead lay one of Sam’s brown hands, and the other lay softly on his master’s breast. Peace was in both their faces.”
- Lord of the Rings: Two Towers page 365








