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on the stubbornness of hobbits
Galenwen smiled to herself as she watched the hobbit lad strolling along beside her. He whistled a merry tune, and there was a bounce in his step. He acted as though he were going to a birthday party, she thought, amused.
She took a moment to observe young Andy; in all her travels, she had never met a hobbit before. The old wizard, Mithrandir, had always taken a special interest in Bree and in the Shire, and put great store in the courage and "downright stubbornness" of hobbits. Galenwen was observing plenty of both traits in Andy! And, strange as it sounded, having him in the company was rather comforting.
She thought back on the words of Mithrandir's post-script and wondered, not for the first time, if this was more than merely a "chance" meeting. She should have been on the road a day earlier, and would not have met up with this company at all if she hadn't tarried at the Prancing Pony. She had hoped to speak with the old wizard himself, but she once again had to content herself with a hastily scribbled note. She was seeing less and less of him as late; and his messages were becoming more and more cryptic of late! What could be keeping him so busy these days? Celeborn and Galadriel had warned her of increasing danger on the northern roads, but she'd not paid them much heed, thinking her errand lay elsewhere. And now, here she was, in a company of strangers, bound to knock on the front door of a barrow-wight!
</p>Edited by: <A HREF=http://www.barrowdowns.com/cgi-bin/ultimatebb.cgi?ubb=get_profile&u=00000002>RKittle</A> <IMG SRC=http://www.barrowdowns.com/images/oneringicon.gif BORDER=0 WIDTH=10 HEIGHT=10> at: 4/17/01 12:41:00 pm
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