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Then he handed to Saruman a leather pouch. Take what there is, he said. You are welcome to it; it came from the flotsam of Isengard. Mine, mine, yes and dearly bought. cried Saruman, clutching at the pouch. This is only visit web page repayment in token; for you took more, Ill be bound. Still, a beggar must be grateful, baldurs gate 3 origin characters season a thief returns him even a morsel of his own. Well, it will serve you right when you come home, if you find things less good in the Southfarthing than you would like. Long may your land be short of leaf. Thank you. said Merry. In that case I will have my pouch back, which is not yours and has journeyed far with me. Wrap the weed in a rag of your own. One thief deserves another, said Saruman, and turned his back on Merry, and kicked Wormtongue, and went away towards the wood. Well, I like that. said Pippin. Thief indeed. What of our claim for waylaying, wounding, and orc-dragging us through Rohan. said Sam. And bought he said. How, I wonder. And I didnt like the sound of what he said about the Southfarthing. Its time we got back. Im sure it is, said Frodo. But we cant go any quicker, if we are to see Bilbo. I am going to Rivendell first, whatever happens. Yes, I think you had better do that, said Gandalf. But alas for Saruman. I fear nothing more can be made of him. He has withered altogether. All the same, I am not sure that Treebeard is right: I fancy he could do some mischief still in a small mean way. Next day they went on into northern Dunland, where no men now dwelt, though it was a green and pleasant country. September came in with golden days and silver nights, and they rode at ease until they reached the Swanfleet river, and found the old ford, east of the falls where it went down suddenly into the lowlands. Farto the west in a haze lay the meres and eyots through which it wound its way to the Greyflood: there countless swans housed in a land of reeds. M AN Y PART INGS 985 So they passed into Eregion, and at last a fair morning dawned, shimmering above gleaming mists; and looking from their camp on a low hill the travellers saw away in the east the Sun catching three peaks that thrust up into the sky through floating clouds: Caradhras, Celebdil, and Fanuidhol. They were near to the Gates of Moria. Here now for seven days they tarried, for the time was at hand for another parting continue reading they were loth to make. Soon Celeborn and Galadriel and their folk would turn eastward, and so pass by the Redhorn Gate and down the Dimrill Stair to the Silverlode and to their own country. They had journeyed thus far by the west-ways, for they had much to speak of with Elrond and with Gandalf, and here they lingered still in converse with their friends. Often long after the hobbits were wrapped in sleep they would sit together under the stars, recalling the ages that were gone and all their joys and labours in the world, or holding council, concerning the days to come. If any wanderer had chanced to pass, little would he have seen or heard, and it would have seemed to him only that he saw grey figures, carved in stone, memorials of forgotten things now lost in unpeopled lands. For they did not move or speak with mouth, looking lite torrent mind to mind; and only their shining eyes stirred and kindled as their thoughts went to and fro. But at length all was said, and they parted again for a while, until it was time for the Three Rings to pass away. Quickly fading into the stones and the shadows the grey-cloaked people of Lo´rien rode towards the mountains; and those who were going to Rivendell sat on the hill and watched, until there came out of the gathering mist a flash; and then they saw no more. Frodo knew that Galadriel had held aloft her ring in token of farewell. Sam turned away and sighed: I wish I was going back to Lo´rien. At last one evening they came over the high moors, suddenly as to travellers it always seemed, to the brink of the deep valley of Rivendell and saw far below the lamps shining in Elronds house. And they went down and crossed the bridge and came to the doors, and all the house was filled with light and song for joy at Elronds homecoming. First of all, before they had eaten or washed or even shed their cloaks, the hobbits went in search of Bilbo. They found him all alone in his little room. It was littered with papers and pens and pencils; but Bilbo was sitting in a chair before a small bright fire. He looked very old, but peaceful, and sleepy. He opened his eyes and looked up as they came in. Hullo, hullo. he said. So youve come back. And tomorrows my birthday, too. How clever of you. Do you know, I shall be one hundred and 986 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS twenty-nine. And in one year more, if I am spared, I shall equal the Old Took. I should like to beat him; but we shall see. After the celebration of Bilbos birthday the four hobbits stayed in Rivendell for some days, and they sat much with their old friend, who spent most of his time now in his room, except at meals. For these he was still very punctual as a rule, and he seldom failed to wake up in time for them. Sitting round the fire they told him in turn all that they could remember of their journeys and adventures. At first he pretended to take some notes; but he often fell asleep; and when he woke he would say: How splendid. How wonderful. But where were we. Then they went on with the story from the point where he had begun to nod. The only part that seemed really to rouse him and hold his attention was the account of the crowning and marriage of Aragorn. I was invited to the wedding, of course, he said. And I have waited for learn more here long enough. But somehow, when it came to it, I found I had so much to do here; and packing is such a bother. When nearly a fortnight had passed Frodo looked out of his window and saw that there had been a frost in the night, and the cobwebs were like white nets. Then suddenly he knew that he must go, and say good-bye to Bilbo. The weather was still calm and fair, after one of the most lovely summers that people could remember; but October had come, and it must break soon and begin to rain and blow again. And there was still a very long way to go. Yet it was not really the thought of the weather that stirred him. He had a feeling that it was time he went back to the Shire. Sam shared it. Only the night before he had said: Well, Mr. Frodo, weve been far and seen a deal, and yet I dont think weve found a better place than this. Theres something of everything here, if you understand me: the Shire and the Golden Wood and Gondor and kings houses and inns and meadows and mountains all mixed. And yet, somehow, I feel we ought to be going soon. Im worried about my gaffer, to tell you the truth. Yes, something of everything, Sam, except the Sea, Frodo had answered; and he repeated it now to himself: Except the Sea. That day Frodo spoke to Elrond, and it was agreed that they should leave the next morning. To their delight Gandalf said: I think I shall come too. At least as far as Bree. I want to see Butterbur. In the evening they went to say good-bye to Bilbo. Well, if you must go, you must, he said. I am sorry. I shall miss you. It is nice just to know that you are about the place. But I am getting very sleepy. Then he gave Frodo his mithril-coat and Sting, forgetting M AN Y PART INGS 987 that he had already done so; and he gave him also three books of lore that he had made at various times, written in his spidery hand, and labelled on their red backs: Translations from the Elvish, by B. To Sam he Diablo 4 season 4 frozen orb a little bag of gold. Almost the last drop of the Smaug vintage, he said. May come in useful, if you think of getting married, Sam. Sam blushed. I have nothing much to give to you young fellows, he said to Merry and Pippin, except good advice. And when he had given them a fair sample of this, he added a last item in Shire-fashion: Dont let your heads get too big for your hats. But if you dont finish growing up soon, you are going to find hats and clothes expensive. But if you want to beat the Old Took, said Pippin, I dont see why we shouldnt try and beat the Bullroarer. Bilbo laughed, and he produced out of a pocket two beautiful pipes with pearl mouth-pieces and bound with fine-wrought silver. Think of me when you smoke them. he said. The Elves made them for me, but I dont smoke now. And then suddenly he nodded and went to sleep for a little; and when he woke up again he said: Now where were we. Yes, of course, giving presents. Which reminds me: whats become of my ring, Frodo, that you took away. I have lost it, Bilbo dear, said Frodo. I got rid of it, you know. What a pity. said Bilbo. I should have liked to see it again. But no, how silly of me. Thats what you went for, wasnt it: to get rid of it. But it is all so confusing, for such a lot of other things seem to have got mixed up with it: Aragorns affairs, and the White Council, and Gondor, and the Horsemen, and Southrons, and oliphaunts did you really see one, Sam. and caves and towers and golden trees, and goodness knows what besides. I evidently came back by much too straight a road from my trip. I think Gandalf might have shown me round a bit. But then the auction would have been over before I got back, and I should have had even more trouble than I did. Anyway its too late now; and really I think its much more comfortable to sit here and hear about it all. The fires very cosy here, and the foods very good, and there are Elves when you want them. What more could one want. The Road goes ever on and on Out from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, Let others follow it who can. Let them a journey new begin, But I at last with weary feet Will turn towards the lighted inn, My evening-rest and sleep Diablo 4 season 4 frozen orb meet. 988 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS And as Bilbo murmured the last words his head dropped on his chest and he slept soundly. The evening deepened in the room, and the firelight burned brighter; and they looked at Bilbo as he slept and saw that his face was smiling. For some time they sat in silence; and then Sam looking round at the room and the shadows flickering on the walls, said softly: I dont think, Mr. Frodo, that hes done much writing while weve been away. He wont ever write our story now. At that Bilbo opened an eye, almost as if he had heard. Then he roused himself. You see, I am getting so sleepy, he said. And when I have time to write, I only really like writing poetry. I wonder, Frodo my dear fellow, if you would very much mind tidying things up a bit before you go. Collect all my notes and papers, and my diary too, and take them with you, if you will. You see, I havent much time for the selection and the arrangement and all that. Get Sam to help, and when youve knocked things into shape, come back, and Ill run over it. I wont be too critical. Of course Ill do it. said Frodo. And of course Ill come back soon: it wont be dangerous any more. There is a real king now, and he will soon put the roads in order. Thank you, my dear fellow. said Bilbo. That really is a very great relief to my mind. And with that he fell asleep again. The next day Gandalf and the hobbits took leave of Bilbo in his room, for it was cold out of doors; and then they said farewell to Elrond and all his household. As Frodo stood upon the threshold, Elrond wished him a fair journey, and blessed him, and he said: I think, Frodo, that maybe you will not need to come back, unless you come very soon. Steam deck similar devices speaking about this time of click year, when the leaves are gold before they fall, look for Bilbo in the woods of the Shire. I shall be with him. These words no one else heard, and Frodo kept them to himself. Chapter 7 HOMEWA RD BOUND At last the hobbits had their faces turned towards home. They were eager now to see the Shire again; but at first they rode only slowly, for Frodo had been ill at ease. When they came to the Ford of Bruinen, he had halted, and seemed loth to ride into the stream; and they noted that for a while his eyes appeared not to see them or things about him. All that day he was silent. It was the sixth of October. Are you in pain, Frodo. said Gandalf quietly as he rode by Frodos side. Well, yes I am, said Frodo. It is my shoulder. The wound aches, and the memory of darkness is heavy on me. It was a year ago today. Alas. there are some wounds that cannot be wholly cured, said Gandalf. I fear it may be so with mine, said Frodo. There is no real going back. Though I may come to the Shire, it will not seem the same; for I shall not be the same. I am wounded with knife, sting, and tooth, and a long burden. Where shall I find rest. Gandalf did not answer. By the end of the next day the pain and unease had passed, and Frodo was merry again, as merry as if he did not remember the blackness of the day before. After that the journey went well, and the days went quickly by; for they rode at leisure, and often they lingered in the fair woodlands where the leaves were red and yellow in the autumn sun. At length they came to Weathertop; and it was then drawing towards evening and the shadow of the hill lay dark on the road. Then Frodo begged them to hasten, and he would not look towards the hill, but rode through its shadow with head bowed and cloak drawn close about him. That night the weather changed, and a wind came from the West laden with rain, and it blew loud and chill, and the yellow leaves whirled like birds in the air. When they came to the Chetwood already the boughs were almost bare, and a great curtain of rain veiled Bree-hill from their sight. So it was that near the end of a wild and wet evening in the last days of October the five travellers rode up the climbing road and came to the South-gate of Bree. It was locked fast; and the rain blew in their faces, and in the darkening sky low clouds went hurrying by, and their hearts sank a little, for they had expected more welcome. 990 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS When they had called many times, at last the Gate-keeper came out, and they saw that he carried a great cudgel. He looked at them with fear and suspicion; but when he saw that Gandalf was there, and that his companions were Diablo 4 season 4 frozen orb, in spite of their strange gear, then he brightened and wished them welcome. Come in. he said, unlocking the gate. We wont stay for news out here in the cold and the wet, a ruffianly evening. But old Barley will no doubt give you a welcome at The Pony, and there youll hear all there is to hear. And there youll hear later all that we say, and more, laughed Gandalf. How is Harry. The Gate-keeper scowled. Gone, he said. But youd best ask Barliman. Good evening. Good evening to you. they said, and passed through; and then they noticed that behind the hedge at the road-side a long low hut had been built, and a number of men had come out and were staring at them over the fence. When they came to Bill Fernys house they saw that the hedge there was tattered and unkempt, and the windows were all boarded up. Do you think you killed him with that apple, Sam. said Pippin. Im not so hopeful, Mr. Pippin, said Sam. But Id like to know what became of that poor pony. Hes been on my mind many a time, and the wolves howling and all. At last they came to The Prancing Pony, and that at least looked outwardly unchanged; and there were lights behind the red curtains in the lower windows. They rang the bell, and Nob came to the door, and opened it a crack and peeped through; and when he saw them standing under the lamp he gave a cry of surprise. Butterbur. Master. he shouted. Theyve come back. Oh have they. Ill learn them, came Butterburs voice, and out he came with a rush, and he had a club in his hand. But when he saw who they were he stopped short, and the black scowl on his face changed to wonder and delight. Nob, you woolly-pated ninny. he cried. Cant you give old friends their names. You shouldnt go scaring me like that, with times as they are. Well, well. And where have you come from. I never expected to see any of you folk again, and thats a fact: going off into the Wild with that Strider, and all those Black Men about. Https://strategygamespc.cloud/xbox/call-of-duty-xbox-360-xbox-one.php Im right glad to see you, and none more than Gandalf. Come in. Come in. The same rooms as before. Theyre free. Indeed most rooms are empty these days, as Ill not hide from you, for youll find it out soon enough. And Ill see what can be done about supper, as soon as may be; but Im short-handed at present. Hey, Nob you slowcoach. Tell H OM EWARD B O U ND 991 Bob. Ah, but there Im forgetting, Bobs gone: goes home to his folk at nightfall now. Well, take the guests ponies to the stables, Nob. And youll be taking your horse to his stable yourself, Gandalf, I dont doubt. Article source fine beast, as I said when I first set eyes on him. Well, come in. Make yourselves at home. Butterbur had at any rate not changed his manner of talking, and still seemed to live in his old breathless bustle. And yet there was hardly anybody about, and all was quiet; from the Common Room there came a low murmur of no more than two or three voices. And seen closer in the light of two candles that he lit and carried before them the landlords face looked rather wrinkled and careworn. He led them down the passage to the parlour that they had used on that strange night more than a year ago; and they followed him, a little disquieted, for it seemed plain to them that old Barliman was putting a brave face on some trouble. Things were not what they had been. But they said nothing, and waited. As they expected Mr. Butterbur came to the parlour after supper to see if all had been to their liking. As indeed it had: no change for the worse had yet come upon the beer or the victuals at The Pony, at any rate. Now I wont make so bold as to suggest you should come to the Common Room tonight, useful baldurs gate 3 early access games can Butterbur. Youll be tired; and there isnt many folk there this evening, anyway. But if you could spare me half an hour before you go to your beds, I would dearly like to have some talk with you, quiet-like by ourselves. That is just what we should like, too, visit web page Gandalf. We are not tired. We have been taking things easy. We were wet, cold and hungry, but all that you have cured. Come, sit down. Diablo 4 season 4 frozen orb if you have any pipe-weed, well bless you. Well, if youd called for anything else, Id have been happier, said Butterbur. Thats just a thing that were short of, seeing how weve only got what we more info ourselves, and thats not enough. Theres none to be had from the Shire these days. But Ill do what I can. When he came back he brought them enough to last them for a day or two, a wad of uncut leaf.

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