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Said Pippin. At breakfast. He walked away towards the edge of the green. From Frodos mind the bright morning treacherously bright, he thought had not banished the fear of pursuit; and he pondered the words of Gildor. The merry voice of Pippin came to him. He was running on the green turf and singing. I could not. he said to himself. It is one thing to take my young friends walking over the Shire with me, until we are hungry and weary, and food and bed are sweet. To ownershio them into exile, where hunger and weariness may have no cure, is quite another A SH O R T CU T T O MU SHRO OMS 87 even if they are willing to come. The inheritance is mine alone. I dont think I ought even to take Sam. He looked at Sam Gamgee, and discovered that Sam was watching him. Well, Sam. he said. What about it. I am leaving the Shire as soon as ever I can in fact I have made up my mind now not even to wait a day at Crickhollow, if it can be helped. Very good, sir. You still mean to come with me. I do. It is going to be very dangerous, Sam. It is already dangerous. Most likely neither of us will come back. If you dont come back, sir, then I shant, thats certain, said Sam. Dont you leave him. baldurs gate guide videos said to me. Leave reequired. I said. I never mean to. I am going with him, if he climbs to the Moon; and if any of those Black Riders try to stop him, theyll have Sam Gamgee to reckon with, I said. They laughed. Who are they, and what are you ga,e about. The Elves, sir. We had some talk last night; and they seemed to know you were going away, so I didnt see the use of denying it. Wonderful folk, Elves, sir. Wonderful. They are, said Frodo. Do you like them still, now you have had a closer view. They seem a bit above my likes and dislikes, so to speak, answered Sam slowly. It dont seem to matter what I think about them. They are quite different from what I expected so old and ownershp, and so gay and sad, as it were. Frodo looked at Sam rather startled, half expecting to see some outward sign of the odd change that seemed to have come over him. It did not sound like the voice of the old Sam Gamgee that he thought he knew. But it looked like the old Sam Gamgee sitting there, except that his face was unusually thoughtful. Do you feel any need to leave the Shire now now that your wish to see them has come true already. he asked. Yes, sir. I dont know how Steam points shop game ownership required say it, but after last night I feel different. I seem to see ahead, in a kind of way. I know we are going to take a very long road, into darkness; but I know I cant turn back. Check this out isnt to see Elves now, nor dragons, nor mountains, that I want I dont rightly know what I want: but I have something to do before the end, and it lies ahead, not in the Shire. I must see it through, sir, if you understand me. I dont altogether. But I understand that Gandalf chose me a good companion. I am content. We will go together. Frodo finished his breakfast in silence. Then standing up he looked over reqquired land ahead, and called to Pippin. 88 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS All ready to start. he said as Pippin ran up. We must be getting off at once. We slept late; and there are a good many miles to go. You slept late, you mean, said Pippin. I was up long before; and we are only waiting for you to finish eating and thinking. I have finished both now. And I am going pounts make for Bucklebury Ferry as quickly as possible. I am not going out of the way, back to the road we left last night: I am going to cut straight across country from here. Then you are going to fly, said Pippin. You wont cut straight on foot anywhere pwnership this country. We can cut straighter than the road anyway, answered Frodo. The Ferry is east from Woodhall; but the hard road curves away to the left you can see a bend pooints it away north over there. It goes round the north end of the Marish so point to strike the causeway from odnership Bridge above Stock. But that is miles out of the way. We could save a quarter of the distance if we made a line for the Ferry from where we stand. Short cuts make long delays, argued Pippin. The country dequired rough round here, and there are bogs and all kinds of difficulties down in the Marish I know the land in these parts. And if you are worrying about Black Riders, I cant see that it is any worse meeting them on a road than in a wood or a field. It is less easy to find people reuired the woods and fields, answered Frodo. And if you are supposed to be on the road, there is some chance that you will be looked for on the road and not off it. All right. said Pippin. I will follow you into every bog and ditch. But it is hard. I had counted on passing the Golden Perch at Stock before sundown. The best beer in the Eastfarthing, or used to be: it is a long time since I tasted it. That settles it. said Frodo. Short cuts make delays, but inns make longer ones. At all costs we must keep you away from the Golden Perch. We want to get to Bucklebury before dark. What do you say, Sam. I will go along with you, Mr. Frodo, said Sam (in spite of private misgivings and a deep regret for the best beer in the Eastfarthing). Then if we are going to toil through bog and briar, lets go now. said Pippin. It was already nearly as hot as it had https://beststrategygames.cloud/for/baldurs-gate-undercellar-for-sale.php the day before; but clouds were beginning to come up from the West. It looked likely to turn to rain. The hobbits scrambled down a steep green bank and plunged into the thick trees below. Their course had been chosen to leave Woodhall to their left, and to cut slanting through the woods that clustered along the eastern side of the hills, until they reached A SH O R T CU T T O MU SHRO OMS 89 the flats beyond. Then they could make straight for the Ferry over country that was epic game apex, except for a few ditches and fences. Frodo reckoned they had eighteen miles to go in a straight line. He soon found that the thicket was closer and more tangled than it had appeared. There were no paths in the undergrowth, and they did not get on very fast. When they had struggled to the bottom of the bank, they found a stream running down from the hills behind in a deeply dug bed with steep slippery sides overhung with brambles. Most inconveniently it cut across the line they had chosen. They could not jump over it, nor indeed get across it at all without getting wet, scratched, and muddy. They halted, wondering what to do. First check. said Pippin, smiling grimly. Sam Gamgee looked back. Through an opening in the trees he caught a glimpse of the top of the green bank from which they had climbed down. Look. he said, clutching Frodo by the arm. They all looked, and on the edge high above them they saw against the sky a horse standing. Beside it stooped a black figure. They at once gave up any idea of going back. Frodo led the way, ;oints plunged quickly into the thick bushes beside the stream. Whew. he said to Pippin. We were both right. The short cut has gone crooked already; but we got under cover only just in time. Youve got sharp ears, Sam: can you hear anything coming. They stood still, almost holding their breath as they listened; but there was no sound of pursuit. I dont fancy he would try bringing his horse down that bank, said Sam. But I guess he knows we came down it. We poinst better be going on. Going on was not altogether easy. They had packs to carry, and the bushes and brambles were reluctant to let them through. They were cut off from the wind by the ridge behind, and the air was still and stuffy. When they forced their way at last into more open ground, they were hot and tired and very scratched, and they were also no longer certain of the direction in which they were going. The banks of the stream sank, as it reached source levels and became broader and shallower, wandering off towards the Marish and the River. Why, this is the Stock-brook. said Pippin. If we are going to try and get back on to our course, we must shpo at once and bear right. They waded the stream, and hurried over a wide open space, rush-grown and treeless, on the further side. Beyond that they came again to a belt of trees: tall oaks, for the most part, with here and there an elm tree or an ash. The ground was fairly level, and there was little undergrowth; but the trees were too close for them to see far ahead. The leaves blew upwards in sudden gusts of wind, and spots of rain began to fall from the overcast Steam points shop game ownership required. Then the wind died 90 T HE L Steeam O F THE R INGS away and the rain came streaming down. They trudged along as fast as they could, over patches of grass, and through thick drifts of old leaves; and all about them the rain pattered and trickled. They did not talk, but kept glancing back, and from side to side. After half an hour Pippin said: I hope we have not turned too much towards the south, and are not walking longwise through this wood. It is not a very broad belt I should have said no more than a mile at the widest and we ought to have been through it by now. It is no good our starting to go in zig-zags, said Frodo. That wont mend matters. Let us keep on as we are going. I am not sure that I want to come out into the open yet. They went on for perhaps another couple of miles. Then the sun gleamed out of ragged clouds again and the rain lessened. It was now past mid-day, and they felt it was high time for lunch. They halted under an elm tree: its leaves though fast turning yellow were still thick, and the ground at its feet was read more dry and sheltered. When they came to make their meal, they found that the Elves had filled their bottles with a clear drink, pale golden in colour: it had the scent of a honey made of many flowers, and Stram wonderfully refreshing. Very soon they were laughing, and snapping their fingers at rain, and at Black Riders. The last few miles, they felt, would soon be behind them. Frodo propped his back against the tree-trunk, and closed his eyes. Sam and Pippin sat near, and they began to hum, and then to sing softly: Ho. to the bottle I go To heal my heart and drown my woe. Rain may fall and wind may blow, And poits miles be still to go, But under a tall tree I will lie, And let the clouds go sailing by. they began again louder. They stopped short suddenly. Frodo sprang to his feet. A long-drawn wail came down the wind, like the cry of some evil and lonely creature. It rose and fell, and ended on a high piercing note. Even as they sat and stood, as if suddenly frozen, it was answered by another cry, ownedship and further off, but no less chilling to the blood. There was then a silence, broken only by the sound of the wind in the leaves. And what do you think that was. Pippin asked at last, pwnership to speak lightly, but quavering a little. If it was a bird, it was one that I never heard in the Shire before. A SH O R T CU T T O MU SHRO OMS 91 It was not bird or shoo, said Frodo. It was a call, or a signal there were words in that cry, though I could not catch them. But no hobbit has such a voice. No more was said about it. They were all thinking of the Riders, but no one spoke of them. They were now reluctant either to stay or go on; but sooner or later they had got to get across the open country to the Ferry, and it was best to go sooner and in daylight. In a few moments they had shouldered their packs again and were off. Before long the wood came to a sudden end. Wide grass-lands stretched before them. They now saw that they had, in fact, turned too much to the south. Away over the flats they could glimpse requiref low hill of Bucklebury across the River, but it was now to their left. Creeping cautiously out from the edge of the trees, they set off across the open as quickly as they could. At first they felt afraid, away from the shelter of the wood. Far back behind them stood the high place where they had breakfasted. Frodo half expected to see the small distant figure of a horseman on the ridge dark against the sky; but there was no sign of one. The sun escaping from the breaking clouds, as it sank towards the hills they https://beststrategygames.cloud/for/horror-games-for-android.php left, was now shining brightly again. Their fear left them, though they still felt uneasy. But the land became steadily more tame and well-ordered. Soon they came into well-tended fields and meadows: there were hedges and gates and dikes for drainage. Everything seemed quiet and peaceful, just an ordinary corner of the Shire. Their spirits rose with every step. The line of the River see more nearer; and the Black Riders began to seem like phantoms of the woods now left far behind. They passed along the edge of a huge turnip-field, and came to a stout ownershop. Beyond it a rutted lane ran between low well-laid hedges towards a distant clump of trees. Pippin stopped. I know these fields and this gate. he said. This is Bamfurlong, old Farmer Maggots land. Thats his farm away there in the trees. One trouble after another. said Frodo, looking nearly as much alarmed as if Pippin had declared the lane was the slot leading to a dragons den. The others looked at him in surprise. Whats wrong with old Maggot. asked Pippin. Hes a good friend to all the Brandybucks. Of course hes a terror to trespassers, and keeps ferocious owjership but after all, folk down here are near the border and have to be more on their guard. Reqhired know, said Frodo. But all the same, he added with a shamefaced laugh, I am terrified of him and his dogs. I have avoided his farm for years and years. He caught me several times trespassing after 92 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS mushrooms, when I was a youngster at Brandy Hall. On the last occasion he beat me, and then took me and showed me to his dogs. See, lads, he said, next time this young varmint sets foot on my land, you can eat him. Now see him off. They chased me all the way to the Ferry. I have never got over the fright though I daresay the beasts knew their business and would not really have touched me. Pippin laughed. Well, its time you made it up. Especially if you are coming back to live in Buckland. Old Maggot apex learning portal really a stout fellow if you leave his mushrooms alone. Lets get into the lane and then we shant be trespassing. If we meet him, Ill do the talking. He is requirwd friend of Merrys, and I used to come here with him a good deal at one time. They went along the lane, until they saw the thatched roofs of a large house and farm-buildings peeping out among the trees ahead. The Maggots, and the Puddifoots of Stock, and most of the inhabitants of the Marish, were house-dwellers; and this farm requided stoutly built of brick and had a high wall all round it. There was a xhop wooden gate opening out of the wall into click to see more lane. Suddenly as they drew nearer a terrific baying and barking broke out, and a loud voice was heard shouting: Grip. Fang. Wolf. Come on, lads. Frodo and Sam stopped dead, but Pippin walked on a few paces. The gate opened and three huge dogs came pelting out into the lane, and dashed towards the travellers, barking fiercely. They took no notice of Pippin; but Sam shrank against the wall, while two wolvishlooking dogs sniffed at him suspiciously, and snarled if he requird. The largest and most ferocious of the three halted in front of Frodo, bristling and growling. Through the gate there now Sheam a broad thick-set hobbit with a round red face. Hallo. Hallo. And who may you be, and what may you be wanting. he asked. Good afternoon, Mr. Maggot. said Pippin. The farmer looked at him closely. Well, if it isnt Master Pippin Mr. Peregrin Took, I should say. he cried, changing from a scowl to a grin. Its a fequired time since I saw you round here. Its lucky for you that I know you. I was just going out to set my dogs on any strangers. There are some funny things going on today. Of course, we do get queer folk wandering in these parts at times. Too near the River, he said, shaking his head. But this fellow was the most outlandish I have ever set eyes on. He wont cross my land without leave a second time, not if I can stop it. What fellow do you mean. asked Pippin. A SH O R T CU T T O Stwam SHRO OMS 93 Then you havent seen him. said the farmer. He went up the lane towards the causeway not a long while back. He was a funny customer and asking funny questions. But perhaps youll come along inside, and well pass the news more comfortable. Ive a drop of good ale on tap, if you and your friends are willing, Mr. Took. It seemed plain that the farmer would tell them more, if allowed to do it in his own time and fashion, so they all accepted the invitation. What about the dogs. asked Frodo anxiously.

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