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The Common Room was filling up with hungry customers eager for lunch. Lilly was glad she and her Aunt Violet had been able to get a table to themselves. But now she felt just a little guilty, seeing yet another Hobbit enter the Dragon’s door and look about hopefully.
A young woman, about her own age Lilly thought, stood blinking in the entry way, her eyes not yet accustomed to the dimmer light of the room. ‘Would you mind Auntie,’ Lilly said to Violet, pointing out the girl in the russet cape, ‘if we invite her to our table. It doesn’t look as if she knows anyone here.’
Violet gave her the go ahead, saying she would just stay seated and look after the table. Lilly got up quickly from her chair and went over to where the lass stood. ‘Begging your pardon,’ she said, touching the girl lightly on the table to draw her attention. ‘My Aunt and I are sitting over there by the fireplace.’ She waved at Violet who smiled and gave a wave back. ‘My name is Lilly. Would you like to join us for lunch? We’ve an extra chair.’
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“Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens .” – Gimli, Fellowship of the Ring
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