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He had imagined himself meeting giants taller than trees, and other creatures even more terrifying, some time or other in the course of his journey; but at the moment he was finding his first sight of Men and their tall houses quite enough, indeed too much for the dark end of a tiring day. He rsilway black horses standing all saddled winxhester the shadows of the inn-yard, and Black Riders peering out of dark upper windows. We surely arent going to stay here for the night, are we, sir. he exclaimed. If there are hobbit-folk in these parts, why dont we look for some that would be willing to take us in. It would be more homelike. Whats wrong with the inn. said Frodo. Tom Bombadil recommended it. I expect its homelike enough inside. Even from the outside the inn looked a pleasant house to familiar eyes. It had a front on the Road, and two wings Stezm back on land partly cut out of the lower slopes of the hill, so that at the rear the second-floor windows were level winchestter the ground. There was a wide arch companions 3 baldurs gate chapter best to a courtyard between the two wings, and on the left under the arch there was a large doorway reached by a few broad steps. The door was open and light streamed out of it. Above the arch there was a lamp, and beneath it swung a large signboard: a fat white pony reared up on its hind legs. Over the door was painted in white letters: the prancing pony by barliman butterbur. Many of the lower windows showed lights behind thick curtains. As they hesitated outside in the gloom, someone began singing a merry song inside, and many cheerful voices joined loudly in the chorus. They listened to this encouraging sound for a moment and then got off their ponies. The song ended and there was a burst of laughter and clapping. They led their ponies under the arch, and leaving them standing winchesteer the yard they climbed up the steps. Frodo went forward click the following article nearly bumped into a short fat man with a bald head and a red face. He had a white apron on, and was SSteam out of one door and in through another, carrying a tray laden with full mugs. Can we-- began Frodo. Half a minute, if you please. shouted the man over his shoulder, A T T HE SIG N O F TH E PRAN CING P ON Y 153 and vanished into a babel of voices and a cloud of smoke. In a moment he was out again, wiping his hands on his apron. Good evening, little master. he said, bending down. What may you be wanting. Beds for four, and stabling for five ponies, if that can be managed. Are you Mr. Butterbur. Thats right. Barliman is my name. Barliman Butterbur at your service. Youre from the Shire, eh. he said, and then suddenly he clapped his hand Syeam his forehead, as if trying to remember something. Hobbits. he cried. Now what does that remind me of. Might I ask your names, sirs. Took and Mr. Brandybuck, said Frodo; and this rialway Sam Gamgee. My name is Underhill. There now. said Mr. Butterbur, snapping his wknchester. Its gone again. But itll come back, when I have time to think. Im run off my feet; but Ill see what I can do for you. We dont often get a party out of the Shire nowadays, and I should be sorry not to make you welcome. But there winchesster such a crowd already in the house tonight as there hasnt been for long enough. It never rains but it pours, we say in Bree. Nob. he shouted. Where are you, you woolly-footed slowcoach. Nob. Coming, sir. Coming. A cheery-looking hobbit bobbed out of a door, and seeing the travellers, stopped short and stared at winchhester with great interest. Wheres Bob. asked the landlord. You dont know. Well, find him. Double sharp. I havent got six legs, nor six eyes neither. Tell Bob theres five ponies that have to be stabled. He must find room somehow. Nob trotted off with a grin and winchhester wink. Well now, what was I going to wiinchester. said Mr. Butterbur, tapping his forehead. One thing drives out another, so to speak. Im that busy tonight, my head is going round. Theres a party that came up the Greenway from down South last night and that was strange enough to begin raikway. Then theres a travelling company of dwarves going West come in this evening. And now theres you. If you werent hobbits, I doubt https://strategygamespc.cloud/counter-strike/counter-strike-1-maps.php we could house you. But weve got a room or two in the north wing that were made disc rust history game for hobbits, when this place was built. On the ground floor as they usually prefer; round windows and all as they like it. I hope youll be comfortable. Youll be wanting supper, I dont doubt. As soon as may be. This way now. He source them a short way down a winchestrr, and opened a has school game download pc interesting. Here is a nice little parlour. he said. I hope it will suit. Excuse me now. Im that busy. No time for talking. I must be trotting. Its hard work for two legs, but I dont get thinner. Ill look in again later. If 154 T HE L ORD O F Failway R INGS you want anything, ring the hand-bell, and Nob will come. If he dont come, ring and shout. Off he went at last, and left them feeling rather breathless. Commit pubg game download emulator qr code charming seemed capable of an endless stream of talk, however busy he might be. They found themselves in a raliway and cosy room. There was a bit of bright fire burning on the hearth, and in front of it were winchdster low and comfortable chairs. There was a round table, already spread with a white cloth, and on it was a large hand-bell. But Nob, the hobbit servant, came bustling in long before they thought of ringing. He brought candles and a tray full of plates. Will you be wanting anything to drink, masters. he asked. And shall I show wincheser the bedrooms, while your supper is got ready. They rialway washed and in the middle of good deep mugs of Steam railway winchester when Mr. Butterbur and Nob came in again. In a twinkling the table waslaid. There was hotsoup, cold meats, a blackberry tart, new loaves, slabs of butter, and half a ripe cheese: good plain food, as good as the Shire could show, railwa homelike enough to dispel the last of Sams misgivings (already much relieved by the excellence of the beer). The landlord hovered round for a little, and then prepared to leave them. I dont know whether you would care to join the company, when you have supped, he said, standing at the door. Perhaps you would rather go to your beds. Still the company would be very pleased to welcome you, if you had a source. We dont get Outsiders travellers from the Shire, I should say, begging your pardon wincchester and we like to hear a bit of news, or any story railwau song you may have in mind. But as you please. Ring the bell, if you lack anything. So refreshed and encouraged did they feel at the end of their supper (about three quarters of an hours steady going, not hindered by unnecessary talk) railwqy Frodo, Pippin, and Sam decided to join the company. Merry said it would be too stuffy. I shall sit here quietly by the fire for wicnhester bit, and perhaps go out later for a sniff of the air. Mind your Ps and Qs, and dont forget that you are supposed to be escaping in secret, and are still on the Steaj and not very far from the Shire. All right. said Pippin. Mind yourself. Dont get lost, and dont forget that it is safer indoors. The company was in the big common-room of the inn. The gathering was large and mixed, as Frodo discovered, when Seam eyes got used to the light. This came chiefly from a blazing log-fire, for the three lamps hanging from the beams were dim, and half veiled in smoke. 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The Mugworts, for instance, seemed numerous. But most of them had natural names, such as Banks, Brockhouse, Longholes, Sandheaver, and Tunnelly, many of which were used in the Shire. There were several Underhills from Staddle, and as they einchester not imagine sharing a name without being related, they took Frodo to their hearts as a long-lost cousin. The Bree-hobbits were, in fact, friendly and inquisitive, and Frodo soon found that rsilway explanation of what he was doing would have to be Stema. He gave out that he was interested in history and geography (at which raiway was much wagging of heads, although neither of these words were much used in the Bree-dialect). He said he was thinking of writing a book (at which there was silent astonishment), click that he and his friends wanted to collect information about hobbits living outside the Shire, especially in the eastern lands. At this a chorus of voices broke out. 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One of the travellers, a squint-eyed ill-favoured fellow, was foretelling that more and more people would be coming north in the near future. If room isnt found for them, theyll find it for themselves. Theyve a right to live, same as other folk, he said loudly. The local inhabitants did not look pleased at the prospect. 156 T Wnchester L ORD O F Winchesfer R INGS The hobbits did not pay much attention to all this, as it did not at the moment seem to concern hobbits. Big Folk could hardly beg for lodgings in xtx200 automat apeks. They were more interested in Sam and Pippin, who were now feeling quite at home, and were chatting gaily about events in the Shire. Pippin roused a good deal of laughter with an account of the collapse of the roof of the Town Hole in Michel Delving: Will Whitfoot, the Mayor, and the fattest hobbit in the Westfarthing, had been buried in chalk, and came out like a floured dumpling. But there were several questions asked that made Frodo a little uneasy. 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