The long run had been nothing more than a workout for Bandolin. He was used to running away from the authorities and such, so it was no problem.
Evelina, on the other hand, was noticibly tired. Bandolin couldn't help but smirk at his comrade. She looked angry at looking weak. She took out a box of candies, stolen from the Hobbits, and gave it to Bandolin.
"Here you are Jasper..." Only Jasper wasn't there. "Bandolin," she said as she whipped around, glad to have someone present to vent her frustration upon, "what happened to Jasper? Didn't you make sure he got away?"
"I'm sure he was behin' me. He musta fallen." he answered. "C'mon, we gotta find 'em!"
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" If you don't let me in Frodo, I shall blow your door right down your hole and out through the hill."
-Gandalf
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