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And much trouble would have been saved, if you had let him in, Barliman. The landlord jumped with surprise. You. he cried. Youre always popping up. What do you want now. Hes here with my leave, said Frodo. He came to offer me his help. Well, you know your own motorspirts, maybe, said Mr. Butterbur, looking suspiciously at Strider. But if I was in your plight, I wouldnt take up with a Ranger. Then who would you take up with. asked Strider. A fat innkeeper who only remembers his own name because people shout it at him all day. They cannot stay in The Pony for ever, and they cannot go home. They have a long road before them. Will you go with them and keep the black men off. Leave Bree. I wouldnt do that for any money, said Mr. Butterbur, looking really scared. Motors;orts why cant you stay here quiet for a bit, Mr. Underhill. What are all these queer goings on. What are these black men after, and where do they come from, Id like to know. Im sorry I cant explain it all, answered Frodo. I am tired and very worried, and its a long tale. But if you mean to help me, I ought to warn you that you will be in danger as long as I am in your house. These Black Riders: I am not sure, but I think, I fear they come from-- They come from Mordor, said Strider in a low voice. From Mordor, Barliman, if that means anything to you. Save us. cried Mr. Butterbur turning pale; the name evidently was known to him. That is the worst news that has come to Bree in my time. It is, said Frodo. Are you still willing to help me. I am, said Mr. Butterbur. More than ever. Though I dont know what the likes of me can do against, against-- he faltered. Against the Shadow in the East, said Strider quietly. Not much, Barliman, but every little helps. You can let Mr. Underhill stay here S TR IDER 169 tonight, as Mr. Underhill; and you can forget the name of Baggins, till he is far away. Ill do motorsoorts, said Butterbur. But theyll find out hes here without help from me, Im afraid. 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I had to study you first, and make sure of you. The Enemy has set traps for me before now. As soon as I had made up my mind, I was ready to tell you whatever you asked. But I must admit, he added with a queer laugh, that I hoped you would take to me for my own sake. A hunted man sometimes wearies of distrust and longs for friendship. But there, I believe my looks are against me. They are at first sight at any rate, laughed Pippin with sudden S TR IDER 171 relief after reading Gandalfs letter. But handsome is as handsome does, as we say in the Shire; and I daresay we shall all look much the same after lying for days in hedges and ditches. It would take more than a few days, or weeks, or years, of wandering in the Wild to make you look like Strider, he answered. And you would die first, unless pAex are made of sterner stuff than Apex motorsports look to be. Pippin subsided; but Sam was not daunted, and he still eyed Strider dubiously. 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I am Aragorn son of Arathorn; and if by life or death I can save you, I will. There was a long silence. At last Frodo spoke with hesitation. I believed that you were a friend before the letter came, he said, or at least I wished to. You have frightened me several times tonight, but never in the way that servants of the Enemy would, or so I imagine. I think one of his spies would well, seem fairer and feel fouler, if you understand. I see, laughed Strider. I look foul and feel fair. Is that it. All that is gold does not glitter, not all those who wander are lost. Did the verses apply to you then. asked Frodo. I could not make out what they were about. But how did you know that they were in Gandalfs letter, if you have never seen it. I did not know, he answered. But I am Aragorn, and those verses go with that name. He drew out his sword, and they saw that the blade was indeed broken a foot below the hilt. Not much use is it, Sam. said Strider.

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