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"Gandalf Greyhame, I thought you were trustworthy but now my heart is doubtful; for all you have said today lacks substance, and hiding your true thoughts does not provoke trust. Indeed it is not what I would expect from one so high and wise.
"Lady Galadriel, my heart is troubled by your behaviour as well as Gandalf's. What is it with these high folk we are told to call the Wise, who yet do not speak their minds clearly but instead lurk in the shadows and hide their true suspicions from us others?
"Lord Elrohir, I do not think you are the only one in here who bears no love for the race of orcs, nor the only one with some grudge to them. Yet, as I said earlier, we must not cast ourselves into that net! Only destruction lies on that path.
"Lord Halbarad, ranger of north, though you give me an uneasy feeling, I do not wish to lynch you yet; for I have no argument against you, and I shall not so completely trust my gut-feelings.
"These four I have to decide upon, or these three to be more exact. I will make my choice soon."
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"But some stories, small, simple ones about setting out on adventures or people doing wonders, tales of miracles and monsters, have outlasted all the people who told them, and some of them have outlasted the lands in which they were created."
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