Aaah!! What a great massage! I didn't realize how many sore muscles I had...I feel much better now. Mr. B had our rooms ready when we arrived, with bread & butter, cheese, mushrooms and a wonderful onion soup for our dinner. And, of course, The Pony's excellent beer. Goldberry was going to do some shopping this morning before heading home, so I left on my own just after breakfast. Even with my new elf slippers, there's still a mighty long way to go. I heard some sniffing outside last night, so I'll cut across country to hide from the Black Riders.
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It was dark, and white stars were shining, when Frodo and his companions came at last to the Greenway-crossing and drew near the village. They came to the West-gate and found it shut, but at the door of the lodge beyond it, there was a man sitting. ..."What do you want, and where do you come from?" he asked gruffly.
"We are making for the inn here," answered Frodo. "We are journeying east and cannot go further tonight."
..."We are hobbits from Buckland, and we have a fancy to travel and to stay at the inn here," put in Merry. "I am Mr. Brandybuck. Is that enough for you?"
..."All right, all right!" said the man. "I meant no offence. But you'll find maybe that more folk than old Harry at the gate will be asking you questions. There's queer folk about. If you go on to 'The Pony', you'll find you're not the only guests."
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"It's impossible to have Frodo without Sam, or Sam without Frodo. They're like two halves of one heart..."
"If your hurts grieve you still and the memory of your burden is heavy, then you may pass into the West..."
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