Mr. Underhill:
Hail and well met. I couldn't help overhearing your most fascinating contributions to this worthy discussion. While many are the points I heartily agree with, I'm here to offer a different perspective, at the risk of stirring the pot. [img]smilies/smile.gif[/img]
* a familiar figure whose echoing voice preceeded him now enters from the deeper shadows of the Barrow, with his staff lit to dispell a thin veil of night mist. another smaller light flickers into being at the lighting of a pipeweed bowl for the purpose of a conversational smoke. the wizard turns, offering you the rain-stained pouch from which he'd plucked his own supply of Old Toby, then resumes speaking *
You say,
Mister Underhill, that:
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Frodo never had to remortgage Bag End or stave off telemarketers.
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To which I reply, whom would you rather stave off ... the world's most obnoxious and persistent telemarketer, or Lobelia Sackville Baggins? * smiles with a hint of gentle mischief * Indeed, Frodo did not remortgage Bag End ... rather, he sold it ... and to whom, eh?
And what of the lawyerly paperwork inherent in Frodo's becoming heir of Bag End in the first place? Though of course it was Bilbo, not Frodo, who had to go to the trouble of drawing up a proper will complete with seven signatures of witnesses in red ink.
* blows several smoke rings, sets to juggling them for a bit before finally directing them up through the mist *
And of course it was Frodo, left holding the Bag and tying up the loose Ends immediately after the noteworthy departure of Bilbo, if you'll pardon the puns. * bows *
At your Service,
Gandalf the Grey