Dain walked along quietly listening to the scrutenizing words of
Tom Bombadil. He had not minded it, for lately he had been thinking of his people back at Esgaroth. The coming of the messenger of Mordor had been growing in his mind. Soon war would be coming from Mordor to his people, and he now wished that he could be there to make a last stand with his kinsfolk.
"Master Bombadil," Dain said tiredly,
"It is not in fear that I do not speak for the wood of Lorien is beautiful, as far as woods go. I will not fight your arguments, for my mind is bent on other matters, but never the less I do not like your pompious arrogant way of accusing and insulting me! You my good man go after those who have done you wrong whether it be an honost mistake or not, and favor those who favor you."
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If I go away don't send Halbarad away. His vote showed it...
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Dain drew himself up to his full height and looked
Tom Bombadil straight in the eye. "
If you send me away I will not fight you, and if I stay I will do my duty. Do not let the Ring cloud your mind, if indeed you can think of anything else other than picking dafadillies!"