Sam and Frodo were still talking when Stacey came in. Sam looked up.
Sam: Miss Stacey, good morning! You gave me a bit of a scare, there.
Stacey smiled apologetically.
Stacey:Sorry.
Primrose woke up then.
Prim: What's going on? Papa?
Sam: I'm right here, Tiny Rose.
He looked at Stacey again.
Sam: You looked as if you were thinkin' about somethin', Miss Stacey.
Stacey thought some more.
Stacey: Eh...Sam, you and Frodo know the Elf Lady, don't you?
Sam nodded, feeling embarrassed again at having forgotten.
Primrose piped up then.
Prim: Oh, Papa, could you take me to meet her? It would be like meeting Galadriel almost. Please?
Stacey blinked.
Sam: Why sure, Tiny Rose, I don't see why not. Mister Frodo, would you come with us?
Stacey blinked again. How simple had that been?
Stacey: Eh...good idea. I'll go with you another time--no offense to the Lady, but she makes me a tad uncomfortable.
Sam: [img]smilies/frown.gif[/img] Why so?
Stacey: Well, unless I've counted wrong, I'm the only human on this ship--at least without some kinda magical powers-- and she's not only an Elf, she's...er, royalty. I mean, I feel out of place, but she really makes me feel out of place.
Sam: Well, all right. What do you say, Mister Frodo? After we freshen up shall we go?
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Giving thanks unto the Father...In whom we have redemption through His blood, even the forgiveness of sins.~Colossians1:12a,14
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I am Samwise son of Hamfast, if by hoe or trowel I can get these weeds out of your garden, I will.You have my shears!;)
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