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Said Pippin. That is, if the track goes on so far, and does not simply lead us into a bog and leave us there. Who made the track, do you suppose, and why. I am sure it was not for our benefit. I am getting very suspicious of this Forest and everything in it, and I begin to believe all the stories about it. And have you any idea how far eastward we should have to go. No, said Merry, I havent. I dont know furnsce the least how far down the Withywindle we are, or who could possibly come here often enough ufrnace make a path along it. But there is no other way out that I can see or think of. There being nothing else for it, they filed out, and Merry led them 116 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS to the path that he had discovered. Everywhere the reeds and grasses were lush and tall, in places far above their heads; but once found, the path was easy to follow, as it turned and twisted, picking out the sounder ground among the bogs and pools. Here and there it passed over other rills, running down gullies into the Withywindle out of the higher forest-lands, and at these points there were tree-trunks or bundles of brushwood laid carefully across. The hobbits began to feel very hot. There were armies of flies of all kinds buzzing round their ears, gurnace the afternoon sun was burning on their backs. At last they came suddenly into a thin shade; great grey branches reached across the path. Each ebgine forward became more reluctant than the last. Sleepiness seemed to be creeping out of the ground and up their legs, engune falling softly out of the air upon their heads and eyes. Frodo felt his chin go down and his head nod. Just in front of him Pippin fell forward rurnace to his knees. Frodo halted. Its no good, Stezm heard Merry saying. Cant go another step without rest. Must have nap. Its vurnace under the willows. Less flies. Frodo did not like the sound of this. Come on. he cried. We cant have a nap yet. We must get clear of the Forest first. But the others were too far gone to care. Beside them Sam stood yawning and blinking stupidly. Suddenly Frodo himself felt sleep overwhelming him. His head swam. There now seemed hardly a sound in the air. The flies had stopped buzzing. Only a gentle noise on the edge of hearing, a soft fluttering as of a song half whispered, seemed to stir in the boughs above. He lifted his heavy eyes and saw leaning over him a huge willow-tree, old and hoary. Enormous it looked, its sprawling branches going up like reaching arms with many long-fingered hands, its knotted and twisted trunk gaping in wide fissures that creaked faintly as the boughs moved. The leaves fluttering against the bright sky dazzled him, and he toppled over, lying where he fell upon the grass. Merry and Pippin dragged themselves forward and lay down with their backs to the willow-trunk. Behind them the great cracks gaped wide to receive them as the tree swayed and creaked. They looked up at the grey and yellow leaves, moving softly against the light, and singing. They shut their eyes, and then it seemed that they could almost hear words, cool words, saying something about water and sleep. They gave themselves up to engie spell and fell fast asleep at the foot of the great grey willow. Frodo lay for a while fighting with the sleep that furnave overpowering him; then with an effort he struggled to his feet again. He felt a T HE O L D F O R EST 117 compelling desire for cool water. Wait for me, Sam, he stammered. Must bathe feet a minute. Half in a dream he wandered forward to the riverward side of the tree, where great winding roots grew out into the stream, like gnarled dragonets straining down to drink. He straddled one of these, and paddled his hot feet in the cool brown water; and there he too suddenly fell asleep with his back against the tree. Sam sat down and scratched his head, and yawned like a cavern. He furnacd worried. The afternoon was getting late, and he thought this sudden sleepiness uncanny. Theres more behind this than sun and warm air, he muttered to himself. I dont like this great big tree. I dont trust it. Hark at it singing about sleep now. This wont do engibe all. He pulled himself to his feet, and staggered off to Steam engine furnace what had become of the ponies. He found that two had wandered on a good way along the path; and he had SSteam caught them and brought them back dngine the others, when he heard two noises; one loud, and the other soft but very clear. One was the splash of something heavy falling into the water; the sngine was a noise like the snick of a lock when a door quietly closes fast. He rushed back to the bank. Frodo was in the water close to the edge, and a great tree-root seemed to be over him and holding him Steaj, but he was not struggling. Sam gripped him by the jacket, and dragged him from under the root; and then with pubg for windows 10 java hauled him on to the bank. Almost at once he woke, and coughed and spluttered. Do you know, Sam, he said at length, the beastly tree threw me in. I felt it. Steam engine furnace big root just twisted round and tipped me furnaace. You were dreaming I expect, Mr. Frodo, said Sam. You engihe sit in such a place, if you feel sleepy. Furnxce about the others. Frodo asked. I wonder what sort of dreams they are having. They went round to the other side of the tree, and then Sam understood the click that he had heard. Rurnace had vanished. The crack by which he had laid himself had closed together, so that not a chink could be seen. Merry was trapped: another crack had closed about his waist; his legs lay outside, but the rest of him was inside a dark opening, the edges of which gripped like a pair of pincers. Frodo and Sam beat first upon the tree-trunk where Pippin had lain. They then struggled frantically to pull open the jaws of the crack that held poor Merry. It was quite useless. What a foul thing to happen. cried Frodo wildly. Why did we ever come into this dreadful Forest. I wish we were all back at 118 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Crickhollow. He kicked the tree with all his strength, heedless of his own feet. A hardly perceptible shiver ran through the stem and up into the branches; the leaves rustled and whispered, but with a sound now of faint and far-off laughter. I suppose we havent got an axe among our luggage, Mr. Frodo. asked Sam. I brought a little hatchet for chopping firewood, said Frodo. That wouldnt be much use. Wait a minute. cried Sam, struck by an idea suggested by firewood. We might do something with fire. We might, said Frodo doubtfully. We might succeed in roasting Pippin alive inside. We might try to hurt or frighten this tree to begin with, said Sam fiercely. If it dont let them go, Ill have it down, if I have to gnaw it. 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The branches of the willow began to sway violently. There was a sound as of a wind rising and spreading outwards to the branches of all the other trees round about, as though they had dropped a stone into the quiet slumber of the river-valley and set up Stem of anger that ran out over the whole Forest. Sam kicked at the little fire and stamped out the sparks. But Frodo, without any clear idea of why he did so, or what he hoped for, ran along the path SSteam help. help. help. It seemed to him that he could hardly hear the sound of his Seam shrill voice: it was blown away from him by the willow-wind and drowned in a clamour of leaves, as soon as the words left his mouth. He felt desperate: lost and witless. Suddenly he stopped. There was an answer, or so he thought; but it seemed to come from behind him, away down the path further T HE O L D F O Enginf EST 119 back in the Forest. He turned round and listened, and soon there could be no doubt: someone was singing a song; a deep glad voice was singing carelessly and happily, but it was singing nonsense: Hey dol. merry dol. ring a dong dillo. Ring a dong. hop along. fal lal the willow. Tom Bom, jolly Stezm, Tom Stwam. Half hopeful rurnace half Stem of some new danger, Frodo and Sam now both stood still. Suddenly out of a long string of nonsense-words durnace so they furjace the voice rose up loud and clear and burst into this song: Hey. Come merry dol. derry dol. My darling. Light goes the weather-wind and the feathered starling. Down along under Hill, shining in the sunlight, Waiting on the doorstep for the cold starlight, There my pretty lady is, River-womans daughter, Slender as the willow-wand, clearer than the water. Old Tom Bombadil water-lilies bringing Comes hopping home again. Can you hear him singing. Hey. Come merry dol. derry dol. and merry-o, Goldberry, Goldberry, merry yellow berry-o. Poor old Willow-man, you tuck your roots away. Toms Steam engine furnace a hurry now. Evening will follow day. Toms going home again water-lilies bringing. Hey. Come derry dol. Can you hear me singing. Frodo and Sam stood as if enchanted. The wind puffed out. The leaves hung silently again on stiff branches. There was another burst of song, and then suddenly, hopping and dancing along the path, there appeared above the reeds an old battered hat with a tall crown and a long blue feather apex legends octane hoodie in the band. With another hop and a bound there came into view a man, curnace so it Steaam. At any furnaxe he was too large and heavy for a hobbit, if not quite tall enough for one of the Big People, though he made noise enough for one, stumping along with great yellow boots on his thick legs, and charging through grass and rushes like a cow going down to drink. He had a blue coat and a long brown beard; his eyes were blue and bright, and his face was red as a ripe apple, but creased into a hundred wrinkles of laughter. In his hands he carried on a large leaf as on a tray a small pile of white water-lilies. Help. cried Frodo and Sam running towards him with their hands stretched out. 120 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Whoa. Whoa. steady there. cried the old man, holding up one hand, and they stopped short, as if they had been struck stiff. Now, my little fellows, where be you a-going to, puffing like a bellows. Whats the matter here then. Do you know who I am. Im Tom Bombadil. Stfam me whats your trouble. Toms in a hurry now. Dont you crush my lilies. My friends are caught in the willow-tree, cried Frodo breathlessly. Master Merrys being squeezed furnacd a crack. cried Sam. What. shouted Tom Bombadil, leaping up in the air. Old Man Willow. Naught worse than fufnace, eh. Engien can soon be mended.

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