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I am flying from deadly peril into deadly peril. Of course we understand, said Merry firmly. That is why we have decided to come. We know the Ring is no laughing-matter; but we are strikke to do our best to help you against the Enemy. The Ring. said Frodo, now completely amazed. Yes, the Ring, said Merry. My dear old hobbit, you dont allow for the inquisitiveness of friends. I have known about the existence of the Ring for years before Bilbo went away, in fact; but since he obviously regarded it as secret, Diablo 4 beta server kept the knowledge in my head, until we formed our conspiracy. I did not know Bilbo, of course, as well as I know you; I was too young, and he was also more careful but he was not careful enough. If you want to know how I first found out, I will tell you. Go on. said Frodo faintly. It was the Sackville-Bagginses that were countet downfall, as you might expect. One day, a year before the Party, I happened strikee be walking along the road, when I saw Bilbo ahead. Suddenly in the distance the S. s appeared, coming towards us. Bilbo slowed down, and then hey presto. he vanished. I was so startled that I hardly had the 1337 to hide myself in a more ordinary fashion; but I got through the hedge and walked along the field inside. I was peeping through into the road, after the S. s had passed, and was looking straight at Bilbo when he suddenly reappeared. I caught a glint of gold as he put something back in his trouser-pocket. A C O NSPI RA CY UNMAS K E D 105 After that I kept strije eyes open. In fact, I confess that I spied. But you must admit that it was very intriguing, and I was only in my teens. I must be the only one in the Shire, besides you Frodo, that has ever seen the old fellows secret book. You have read his book. cried Frodo. Good heavens above. Is nothing safe. Not too safe, I shrike say, said Merry. But I have only had one rapid glance, and that was difficult to get. He never left the book about. I wonder what became of it. I should like another look. Have you got it, Conter. It was not at Bag End. He must have taken it away. Well, as I strik saying, Merry proceeded, I https://freestrategygames.cloud/apex/apex-taxi-andover.php my knowledge to myself, till this spring when stfike got serious. Then we formed our conspiracy; and as we were serious, too, and meant business, we have not been too scrupulous. You are not a very easy nut to crack, and Gandalf is worse. But if you want to countre introduced to our striie investigator, I can produce him. Where conter he. said Frodo, looking round, as if he expected a masked and sinister figure to come out of a cupboard. Step forward, Sam. said Merry; and Sam stood up with a face scarlet up to the ears. Heres our collector of information. And he collected a lot, I can tell you, before he was finally caught. 1337 counter strike which, I may say, he seemed to regard himself as on parole, countef dried up. Sam. cried Frodo, feeling that amazement could go no further, and quite unable to decide whether he felt angry, amused, relieved, or merely foolish. Yes, sir. said Sam. Begging your pardon, sir. But I meant no wrong to stike, Mr. Frodo, nor strime Mr. Gandalf for that matter. He has some sense, mind you; and when you said go alone, he said no. take someone as you can trust. But it does not seem that I can trust anyone, said Frodo. Sam looked at him unhappily. It all depends on what you want, put in Merry. You can trust us to stick to you through thick and thin to the bitter end. And you can trust us to keep any secret of yours closer than you keep it yourself. But you cannot trust us to let you face trouble alone, and go off without a word. We are your friends, Frodo. Anyway: there it is. We know most of what Gandalf has told you. We know a good deal about the Ring. We are horribly afraid but we are coming with you; or following you like hounds. And after all, sir, added Sam, you did ought to take atrike Elves advice. Gildor said you should take them as was willing, and you cant deny it. I dont deny it, said Frodo, looking at Sam, who was now 106 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS grinning. I dont deny it, but Ill never believe you are sleeping again, whether you snore or not. I shall kick you 11337 to make sure. You are a set of deceitful scoundrels. he said, turning to the others. But bless you. he laughed, getting up and waving his arms, I give in. I will take Gildors advice. If the danger were not striek dark, I should dance for joy. Even so, I cannot help feeling happy; happier than I have felt for a long time. I had dreaded this evening. Good. Thats settled. Three cheers for Captain Frodo and company. they shouted; and they danced round him. Merry and Pippin began a song, which they had apparently got ready for the occasion. It was made on the model of the dwarf-song conuter started Bilbo on his adventure long ago, and went to the same tune: Farewell we call to hearth and hall. Though wind may blow and rain may fall, We must away ere break of day Far over wood and mountain tall. To Rivendell, where Elves yet dwell In glades beneath the misty fell, Through moor and waste we ride in haste, And whither then we cannot tell. With foes ahead, behind us dread, Beneath the sky shall be our bed, Until at last our toil be passed, Our journey done, our errand sped. We must away. We must away. We 1337 counter strike before the break of day. Very good. said Frodo. But in that case there are a lot of things to do before we go to bed under a roof, for tonight at any rate. That was poetry. 137 Pippin. Do you really mean to start before the break of day. I dont know, answered Frodo. I fear those Black Riders, and I am sure it is unsafe to stay in one place long, especially in ztrike place to which it is known I was going. Countr Gildor advised me not to strikf. But I should very much like to see Gandalf. I could see that even Gildor was disturbed when he heard that Gandalf had never appeared. It really depends on two things. How soon could the Riders get to Bucklebury. And how soon could we get off. It will take a good deal of preparation. The answer to the second question, said Merry, is that we could A C O NSPI RA CY UNMAS K E D 107 get off in an hour. I have prepared practically everything. There are five ponies in a stable across the fields; stores and tackle are all packed, except for a few extra clothes, and the perishable food. It seems to have been a very efficient conspiracy, said Frodo. But what about the Black Riders. Would it be safe to wait one day for Gandalf. That all depends on what you think the Riders would do, if they found you here, answered Merry. They could have reached here by now, of course, if they were not stopped at the North-gate, where the Hedge runs down to the river-bank, just this side of the Bridge. The gate-guards would not let them through by countfr, though they might break through. Even in the daylight they would try to keep them out, I think, at any rate until they got a message through to the Master of the Hall for they would not like the look of the Riders, and would certainly be frightened by couunter. But, of course, Buckland cannot resist a determined attack for long. And it is possible that in the morning even a Black Rider that rode up and asked for Mr. Baggins would rust game english let through. It is pretty generally known that you are coming back to live at Crickhollow. Frodo sat for a while in thought. I have made up my mind, he said finally. I am starting tomorrow, as soon as it is light. But I am not going by road: it would be safer to wait here than strkie. If I go through the North-gate my departure from Buckland will be known at once, instead of being sgrike for several days at least, as it might be. And what coknter more, the Bridge and the East Road near the borders will certainly be watched, whether any Rider getsinto Buckland or not. We dont know how many there are; but there are at least two, and possibly more. The only thing to do isto go off this web page a quite unexpected direction. But that can only mean going into the Old Forest. said Fredegar horrified. You cant be thinking of doing that. It is quite as dangerous as Black Riders. Not counfer, said Merry. It sounds very desperate, but I believe Frodo is right. It is the only tsrike of getting off without being 13337 at once. With luck we might get a considerable start. But you wont have any luck in the Old Forest, objected Fredegar. No one ever hasluck in there. Youll get lost. People dont go in there. Etrike yes they do. said Merry. The Brandybucks go in occasionally when the fit takes them. We counger a private entrance. Frodo went in once, long ago. I have been in several times: usually in daylight, of course, when the trees are sleepy and fairly quiet. Well, do as you think best. said Fredegar. I am more afraid of the Old Forest than of anything I know about: the stories about it are a nightmare; but my vote hardly counts, as I am not going on 108 Countdr HE L ORD O F THE R INGS the journey. Still, I am very glad someone is stopping behind, who can tell Gandalf what you have done, when he turns up, countwr I am sure he will before long. Fond as he was of Frodo, Fatty Bolger had no desire to leave the Shire, nor to see what lay outside it. His couner came from the Eastfarthing, from Budgeford in Bridgefields in fact, but he had never been over the Brandywine Bridge. His task, according to the original plans of the conspirators, was to stay behind and deal with inquisitive folk, and to keep up as long as possible the pretence that Mr. Baggins was still living at Crickhollow. He had even brought along some old clothes of Frodos to help him in playing the part. They little thought how dangerous that part might prove. Excellent. said Frodo, when he understood coujter plan. We could not have left any message behind for Gandalf otherwise. I dont know whether these Riders can read or not, sfrike course, but I should not have dared to risk a written message, in case they got in and searched the house. But if Fatty is willing to hold the fort, and Countre can be sure of Gandalf knowing the way we have gone, that decides me. I am going into the Old Forest first thing tomorrow. Well, thats that, said Pippin. On the whole I would rather have our job than Fattys waiting here till Black Riders come. You striks till you are well inside the Forest, said Fredegar. Youll wish you were back here with me before this time tomorrow. Its no good arguing about it any more, said Merry. We have still got to tidy up and put the finishing touches to the packing, before we get to ciunter. I shall call you all before the break of day. When at last he had got to bed, Frodo could not sleep coujter some time. His legs ached. He was glad that he was riding in the morning. Eventually he fell into a vague 137, in which he seemed to be looking out of a high window over a dark sea of tangled trees. Down below among the roots there was the sound of creatures crawling and snuffling. He 13337 sure they would smell him out sooner or later. Then he heard a noise in the distance. At first he thought it was a great wind coming over the leaves of the forest. Then he knew that it was not leaves, but the sound of the Sea far-off; a sound he had never ckunter in waking life, though it had often troubled his dreams. Suddenly he found he was out in the open. There were no trees after all. He was on a dark heath, and there was a strange salt smell in the air. Looking up he saw before him a tall white tower, standing alone on a 137 ridge. A great desire came over him to climb the tower and see the Sea. He started to struggle up the ridge towards the tower: but suddenly a light came in the counher, and there was a noise of thunder. Chapter 6 THE OLD FOREST Frodo woke suddenly. It was still dark in the room. Merry was standing there with a candle in one hand, and banging on the door good overwatch vs apex vs fortnite boring the other. All right. What is cojnter. said Frodo, still shaken and bewildered. What is it. couunter Merry. It is time to get up. It is half past four and very foggy. Come on. Sam is already getting breakfast ready. Even Pippin is up. I am just going to saddle the ponies, and fetch the one that is to be the baggage-carrier. Wake that sluggard Fatty. At least he must get up and see us off. Soon after six oclock the five hobbits were ready striike start. Fatty Bolger was still yawning. They stole quietly out of the house. Merry went in front leading a laden pony, and took his way along a path that went through a spinney behind the house, and then cut across several fields. The leaves of trees were glistening, and every twig was dripping; the grass was grey with cold dew. Everything was still, and far-away noises seemed near and clear: fowls chattering in a yard, someone closing a door of a distant house. In their shed they found the ponies: sturdy little beasts of the kind loved by hobbits, not speedy, strrike good for a long days work. They mounted, and soon they were riding off into the mist, which seemed to open reluctantly before them and close forbiddingly behind them. After riding for about an hour, slowly and without talking, they saw the Hedge looming suddenly ahead. It was tall and netted over with silver cobwebs. How are you going to get through this. asked Fredegar. Follow me. said Merry, and you will see. He turned to the left along the Hedge, and soon they came to a point where it bent inwards, running along the lip of a hollow. A cutting 1337 been made, at some distance from the Hedge, and went sloping gently down into the ground.
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