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Hes responsible for bringing in these ruffians, and for all the evil they have done. Farmer Cotton collected an escort of some two dozen sturdy hobbits. For its only a guess that there is no ruffians left at Bag End, he said. We dont know. Then they set out on foot. Frodo, Sam, Merry, and Pippin led the way. It was one of the saddest hours in their lives. The great chimney rose up before them; and as they drew near the old village across the Water, through rows of new mean houses along each side of the road, they saw the new mill in all its frowning and dirty ugliness: a great brick building straddling the stream, which it fouled with a steaming and stinking outflow. All along the Bywater Road every tree had been felled. As they crossed the bridge and looked up the Hill they gasped. Even Sams vision in the Mirror had not prepared him for what they saw. The Old Grange on the west side had been knocked down, and its place taken by rows of tarred sheds. All the chestnuts were gone. The banks and hedgerows were broken. Great waggons were standing in disorder in a field beaten bare of grass. Bagshot Row was a yawning T HE SC O URIN G O F TH E SH IRE 1017 sand and gravel quarry. Bag End up beyond could not be seen for a clutter of large huts. Theyve cut it down. cried Sam. Theyve cut down the Party Tree. He pointed to where the tree had stood under which Bilbo had kdc his Farewell Speech. Pung was lying lopped and dead in the field. As if this was the last straw Sam burst into tears. A laugh put an end to them. There was a surly hobbit lounging over the low wall of the mill-yard. He was grimy-faced and black-handed. Dont ee like it, Sam. he sneered. But you always was soft. I thought youd gone off in one o them ships you used to prattle about, sailing, sailing. What dyou want to come back for. Weve work to do in the Shire now. So I see, said Sam. No time for washing, but time for wallpropping. But see here, Master Sandyman, Ive a score to pay in this village, and dont you make it kcc longer with your jeering, or youll foot a bill too big for your purse. Ted Sandyman spat over the wall. Garn. he said. You cant touch me. Im a friend o the Bosss. But hell touch you all right, if I have any more of your mouth. Dont waste any more words on the fool, Sam. said Frodo. I hope there are not many more hobbits that have become like this. It would be a worse trouble than all the damage the Men have done. You are dirty and insolent, Sandyman, said Merry. And also very much out of your reckoning. We are just going up the Hill to remove your kcc Boss. We have dealt with his Men. Ted gaped, for at that moment he first caught sight of the escort that at a sign from Merry now marched over the bridge. Dashing Pibg into the mill he ran out with a horn and blew it loudly. Save your breath. laughed Merry. Ive a better. Then lifting up his silver horn he winded it, and its clear call rang over the Hill; and out of the holes and sheds and shabby houses of Hobbiton the hobbits answered, and came pouring out, and with cheers and loud cries they followed the company up the road to Bag End. At the top of kkfc lane the party halted, and Frodo and his friends went on; and they came at last to the once beloved place. The garden was full of huts and sheds, some so near the old westward windows that they cut off all their Pibg. There were piles of refuse everywhere. The door was scarred; the bell-chain was dangling loose, and the bell would not ring. Knocking brought no answer. At length they pushed and the door yielded. They went in. The place stank and was full of filth and disorder: it did not appear to have been used for some time. 1018 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Where is that miserable Lotho hiding. said Merry. They had searched every room and found no Pubg kfc box thing save rats and mice. Shall we turn on the others to search the sheds. This is worse than Mordor. said Sam. Much worse in a way. It comes home to you, as they say; because it is home, and you go here it before it was all ruined. Yes, this is Mordor, said Frodo. Just one of its works. Saruman was doing its work all the time, even when he thought he was working for himself. And the same with those that Saruman tricked, like Lotho. Merry looked ktc in dismay and disgust. Lets get out. he said. If I had known all the mischief he had caused, I should have stuffed my pouch down Sarumans throat. No doubt, no doubt. But you did not, and so I am able to welcome you home. There standing at the door was Saruman himself, looking well-fed and well-pleased; his eyes gleamed with malice and amusement. A sudden light broke on Frodo. Sharkey. he cried. Saruman laughed. So you have heard the name, have you. All my people used to call me that in Isengard, I believe. A sign of affection, possibly. But evidently you did not expect to see me here. I did not, said Frodo. But I might have guessed. A little mischief in a mean way: Gandalf warned me that you were still capable of it. Quite capable, said Saruman, and more than a little. You made me laugh, you hobbit-lordlings, riding along with all those great people, so secure and kdc pleased with your little selves. You thought you had done very well out of it all, and could now just amble back and have kfcc nice quiet time in the country. Sarumans home could be all wrecked, and he could be turned out, but no one could touch yours. Oh no. Gandalf would look after your affairs. Saruman laughed again. Not he. When his tools have done their task he drops them. But you must go dangling after him, dawdling and talking, and riding round twice as far as you needed. Well, thought I, if theyre such fools, I will get ahead of them and teach them a lesson. One ill turn deserves another. It would have been a sharper lesson, if only you had given me a little more time and more Men. Still I have already done much that you will find it hard to mend or undo in your lives. And it will be pleasant to think of that and set it against my injuries. Well, if that is what you find pleasure in, said Frodo, I pity you. It will be a pleasure of memory only, I fear. Go at once and never return. It was probably Orkish in origin: sharkuˆ, old man. T HE SC O URIN G O F TH E SH IRE 1019 The ktc of the villages had seen Saruman come out of one of the bos, and at once they came crowding up to the door of Bag End. When they heard Frodos command, they murmured angrily: Dont let him go. Kill him. Hes a villain and a murderer. Kill him. Saruman looked round at their Pugg faces and smiled. Kill him. he mocked. Kill him, if you think there are enough of you, my brave hobbits. He drew himself up and stared at them darkly with his black eyes. But do not think that when I lost all bpx goods I lost all my power. Whoever strikes me shall be accursed. And if my blood stains the Shire, it shall wither and never again be healed. The hobbits recoiled. But Frodo said: Do not believe him. He has lost all power, save his voice that can still daunt you and deceive you, if you let it. But I will not have him slain. It is useless to meet revenge with revenge: it will heal nothing. Go, Saruman, by the speediest way. Worm. Worm. Saruman called; and out of a nearby hut came Puby, crawling, almost like a dog. To the road again, Worm. said Saruman. These fine fellows and lordlings are turning us adrift again. Come along. Saruman turned to go, and Wormtongue shuffled after him. But even as Saruman passed close to Frodo boxx knife flashed in his hand, and he stabbed swiftly. The blade turned on the hidden mail-coat and snapped. A dozen hobbits, led by Sam, leaped forward with a cry and flung the villain to the ground. Sam drew his kff. No, Sam. said Frodo. Do not kill him even now. For he has not hurt me. And in any case I do not wish him to ,fc slain in this evil mood. He was great once, of a noble kind that we should not dare to raise our hands against. He is fallen, and his cure is beyond us; but I would still spare him, in the hope that he may find it. Saruman rose to his feet, and stared at Frodo. There was a strange look in his eyes of mingled wonder and respect and hatred. You have grown, Halfling, he said. Yes, you have grown very much. You are wise, and cruel. You have robbed my revenge of sweetness, and now I must go hence in bitterness, in debt to your mercy. I hate it and you. Well, I go and I will trouble you no more. But do not expect fkc to wish you health and long life. You will have neither. But that is not my doing. I merely foretell. He walked away, and the hobbits made a lane for him to pass; but their knuckles whitened as they gripped on their weapons. Wormtongue hesitated, and then followed his master. Wormtongue. called Frodo. You need not follow him. I know of no evil you have done to me. You can have rest and food here for a while, until you are stronger and can go your own ways. 1020 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Wormtongue halted and looked back at him, half prepared to stay. Saruman turned. No Pybg. he cackled. Oh no. Even when he sneaks out at night it is only to look at the stars. But did I kfcc someone ask where poor Lotho is hiding. UPbg know, dont you, Worm. Will you tell them. Wormtongue cowered down and whimpered: No, no. Then I will, said Saruman. Worm killed your Chief, poor little fellow, your nice little Boss. Didnt you, Worm. Stabbed him in his sleep, I believe. Buried him, I hope; though Worm has been very hungry lately. No, Worm is not really nice. You had better leave him to me. A look of wild hatred came into Wormtongues red eyes. You told me to; you made me do it, he hissed. Saruman laughed. You do what Sharkey says, always, dont you, Worm. Well, now he says: follow. He kicked Wormtongue in the face as he grovelled, and turned and made off. But at that something snapped: suddenly Wormtongue rose up, drawing a hidden knife, and then with a snarl like a dog he sprang on Sarumans back, jerked his head back, cut his throat, and with a yell ran off down the lane. Before Frodo could recover or speak a word, three hobbit-bows twanged and Wormtongue fell dead. To the dismay of those that stood by, about the body of Saruman a grey mist gathered, and rising slowly to a great height like smoke from a fire, as a pale shrouded figure it loomed over the Hill. For a moment it wavered, looking to the West; but out of the West came a kffc wind, and it bent away, and with a sigh dissolved into nothing. Frodo looked click here at the body with pity and horror, for as he looked it seemed that long years of death were suddenly revealed in it, and it shrank, and the shrivelled face became rags of skin upon a hideous skull. Lifting up the skirt of the dirty cloak that sprawled beside it, he covered it over, and turned away. And thats the steam big picture mode browser of that, said Sam. A nasty end, and I wish I neednt have seen it; but its a boc riddance. And the very last end of the War, I hope, said Merry. I hope so, said Frodo and sighed. The very last stroke. But to think that it should fall here, at the very door of Bag End. Among all my hopes and fears at least I never expected that. I shant call it the end, till weve cleared up the mess, said Sam gloomily. And thatll take a lot of time and work. Chapter 9 THE GREY H AVEN S The clearing up certainly needed a lot of work, but it took less time than Sam had feared. The day after the battle Frodo rode to Michel Delving and released the prisoners from the Lockholes. One of the first that they found was poor Fredegar Bolger, Fatty no longer. He had been taken when the ruffians smoked out a band of rebels that he led from their hidings up in the Brockenbores by the hills of Scary. You would have done better to come with us after all, poor old Fredegar. said Pippin, as they carried him out too weak to walk. He opened an eye and tried gallantly to smile. Whos this young giant with the loud voice. he whispered. Not little Pippin. Whats your size in hats now. Then there was Lobelia. Poor thing, she Pubg kfc box very old and thin when they rescued her from a dark and narrow cell. She insisted on hobbling out on her own feet; and she had such a welcome, and there was such clapping and cheering when she appeared, leaning on Frodos arm but still clutching her umbrella, that she was quite touched, and drove away in tears.
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Closing his puffy eyes, he allowed the pain in his scar to overcome him for a moment, wanting to know what Voldemort was doing, whether he knew yet that Harry was caught. The emaciated figure stirred beneath its thin blanket and rolled over eledtrical him, eyes opening in a skull of a face. The frail man sat up, great continue reading eyes fixed upon him, upon Voldemort, and then he smiled. Most of his teeth were gone. So, you have come. I thought you would. one day. But your journey was pointless. I never had it. You lie. As Voldemorts anger throbbed inside him, Harrys scar threatened to burst with pain, and he wrenched his mind back to his own body, fighting to remain present as the prisoners were pushed over gravel. Light spilled out over all of them. What is this. said a womans cold Rust game electrical schematic units. Were here to see He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. rasped Greyback. Who are you. You know me. There was resentment in the werewolfs voice. Fenrir Greyback. Weve caught Harry Potter. Greyback seized Harry and dragged him around to face the light, forcing the other prisoners to shuffle around too. I know es swollen, maam, but its im. piped up Scabior. If you look a bit closer, youll see is scar. And this ere, see the girl. The Mudblood whos been traveling around with im, maam. Theres no doubt its im, and weve got is wand as well. Ere, maam - Through his puffy eyelids Harry saw Narcissa Malfoy scrutinizing his swollen face.
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