Ardo laughed with mirth and delight at Pippin's song. "Did you just make that up off the top o' your head?"
Pippin flushed nervously. "Why, yes, Mister Ardo, I did. D'you like it?"
"Do I like it! Pippin, my lad, that was masterful. You have a particular talent for music."
"Why, thank you, Mister Ardo. I do so like to think up songs. And most of 'em have sort of an elvish air, so you can tell what their music is like."
Ardo nodded, smiling. "They must have magnificent music, as beautiful as the glittering blue waters of Nenuial on a summer's day. I never did have a great musical inclination myself. I sometimes wish I did."
Pippin slung an arm over his elder partner's shoulder. "Well, Mister Ardo, if you like, I could have the elves teach you some things about music, when we get to that point. I could arrange it if you like."
"I would like that! Thank you, Pippin. I shall enjoy our time together, I'm sure of it."
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