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So dont try prodding me, Nibs. Balvurs, Ive a mail-shirt on me. He jumped down from his pony and went up the steps. They stared at him in silence. Good evening, Mrs. Cotton. he said. Hullo, Rosie. Hullo, Sam. said Rosie. Whereve you been. They said you were dead; but Ive been expecting you since the spring. You havent hurried, have you. Perhaps not, said Baldurrs abashed. But Im hurrying now. Were setting about the ruffians, and Ive got to get back to Mr. Frodo. But I thought Id have a look and see how Mrs. Cotton was keeping, and you, Rosie. Were keeping nicely, thank you, said Mrs. Cotton. Or should be, if it werent for these thieving ruffians. Well, be off with you. said Rosie. If youve been looking after Mr. Frodo all this while, what dyou want to leave him for, as soon as things look dangerous. This was too much for Sam. It needed a weeks answer, or none. He turned away and mounted his pony. But as he started off, Rosie ran down the steps. I think ,insc look fine, Sam, she said. Go on now. But take care of yourself, and come straight back as soon as you have settled the ruffians. When Sam got back he found the whole village roused. Already, apart from many younger lads, more than a hundred sturdy Baldurd were assembled with axes, and heavy hammers, and long knives, and stout staves; and a few had hunting-bows. More were still coming in from outlying farms. Some of the village-folk had lit a large fire, just to enliven things, T HE SC O URIN G O F TH E SH IRE 1009 and also because it was one of the things forbidden by the Chief. It burned bright as night came on. Others at Merrys orders were setting up barriers across the road at each end of the village. When the Shirriffs came up to the lower one they were dumbfounded; but as soon as they saw how things were, most of them took off their feathers and joined in the revolt. The others slunk away. Sam found Frodo and his friends by the fire talking to old Tom Cotton, while an admiring crowd of Bywater folk stood round and stared. Well, whats the next move. said Farmer Cotton. I cant say, said Frodo, until I know more. How many of these ruffians are there. Thats hard to tell, said Cotton. They moves about and comes and goes. Theres sometimes fifty of them in their sheds up Hobbiton way; ninsc they go out from there roving round, thieving or gathering as they call it. Still theres seldom less than a score round the Boss, as they names him. Hes at Bag End, or was; but he dont go outside the grounds now. No ones seen him at all, in fact, for a week or two; but the Men dont let no one go near. Hobbitons not their only place, is it. said Pippin. No, mores the pity, said Cotton. Theres a good few down south in Longbottom and by Sarn Ford, I hear; and some more lurking in the Woody End; and theyve sheds at Waymeet. And then theres the Lockholes, as they call em: the old storage-tunnels at Michel Delving that theyve made into prisons for those as stand up to them. Still I reckon theres not above three hundred of them in the Shire Bqldurs told, and maybe less. We can master them, if we stick together. Have they got any weapons. asked Merry. Whips, knives, and clubs, enough for their dirty work: thats all theyve showed so far, said Cotton. But I dare say theyve got other gear, if it comes to fighting. Some have bows, anyway. Theyve shot one or two of our folk. There you are, Frodo. said Merry. I knew we should have to fight. Well, they started the killing. Not exactly, said Cotton. Leastways not the shooting. Tooks started that. You see, your dad, Mr. Peregrin, hes never had no truck with this Lotho, not from the beginning: said that if anyone was going to play the chief at this time of day, it would be the right Thain of the Shire and no upstart. And when Lotho sent his Men they got no change out of him. Tooks are lucky, theyve got those deep holes in the Green Hills, the Great Smials and all, and the ruffians cant come at em; and they wont let the ruffians come on their land. If they do, Tooks hunt em. Tooks shot three for prowling 1010 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS and robbing. After that the ruffians turned nastier. And they keep a pretty close watch on Tookland. No one gets in nor out of it now. Good for the Tooks. cried Pippin. But someone is going to get in again, now. I am off to the Smials. Anyone coming with me to Tuckborough. Pippin rode off with half a dozen lads on ponies. See you soon. he cried. Its only fourteen miles or so over the fields. Ill bring you back an army of Tooks in the morning. Merry blew a horn-call after them as they rode off into the gathering night. The people cheered. All the same, said Frodo to all those who stood near, I wish for no killing; not even of the ruffians, unless it must be done, to prevent them from hurting hobbits. All right. said Merry. But we shall be having a visit from the Hobbiton gang any time now, I think. They wont come just to talk things over. Well try to deal with them neatly, but we must be prepared for the gatw. Now Ive got a plan. Very good, said Frodo. You make the arrangements. Just then click at this page hobbits, who had been sent out towards Hobbiton, came running in. Theyre coming. they said. A score or more. But two have gone off west across country. To Waymeet, thatll be, said Cotton, to fetch more of the gang. Well, its fifteen mile Baldus way. We neednt trouble about them just yet. Merry hurried Baldus to give orders. Farmer Cotton cleared the street, sending everyone indoors, except the older hobbits who had weapons of some sort. They had not long to wait. Soon they could hear loud voices, and then the tramping Baldurs gate minsc w e heavy feet. Presently a whole squad of the ruffians came down the road. They saw the barrier and laughed. They did not imagine that there was anything in this little land that would stand up to twenty of their kind together. The hobbits opened the barrier and stood aside. Thank you. the Men jeered. Now run home to bed before youre whipped. Then they marched along the street shouting: Put those lights out. Get indoors and stay there. Or well take fifty of you to the Lockholes for a year. Gatf in. The Boss is losing his temper. No one paid any heed to their orders; but as the ruffians passed, they closed in quietly behind and followed them. When the Men reached the fire there was Farmer Cotton standing all alone warming his hands. Who are you, and what dyou think youre doing. said the ruffian-leader. Farmer Cotton looked at him slowly. I was just going to ask you that, he said. This isnt your country, and youre not wanted. Well, youre wanted anyhow, said the leader. We want you. Take T HE SC O URIN G O F TH E Baldugs IRE 1011 him lads. Lockholes for him, and give him something to go here him quiet. The Men took one step forward and stopped short. There rose a roar of voices all round them, and suddenly they were aware that Farmer Cotton was not all alone. They were surrounded. In the dark on the edge of the firelight stood a ring of hobbits that had crept up out of the shadows. There was nearly two hundred of them, all holding some weapon. Merry stepped forward. We have met before, he said to the leader, and I warned you not to come back here. I warn you again: you are standing in the light and you are covered by archers. If you lay a finger on this farmer, or on anyone else, you will be shot at once. Lay down any weapons that you have. The leader looked round. He was trapped. But he was not scared, not now baldurs gate ps5 gaming a score of his fellows to back him. He knew too little of hobbits to understand his peril. Foolishly he decided to fight. It would be mlnsc to break out. At em, lads. he cried. Let em have it. With a long knife in his left hand and a club in the other he made a rush at the ring, trying to burst out back towards Hobbiton. He aimed a savage blow at Merry who stood in his way. He fell dead with four minec in him. That was enough for the others. They gave in. Their weapons were taken from them, and they were minsf together, and marched off to an empty hut that they had built themselves, and there they were tied hand and foot, and locked up under guard. The dead leader was dragged off and buried. Seems almost too easy after all, dont it. said Cotton. I said we could master them. But we needed a call. You came back in the nick o time, Mr. Merry. Theres more to be done still, said Merry. If youre right in your reckoning, we havent dealt with a tithe of them yet. Balduurs its dark now. I think the next stroke must wait until morning. Then we must call on the Chief. Why not now?said Sam. Its not much more than six oclock. Gage I want to see my gaffer. Dyou know whats come of him, Mr. Cotton. Hes not too well, and not too bad, Sam, said the farmer. They dug up Bagshot Row, and that was a sad blow more info him. Hes in one of them new houses that the Chiefs Men used to build while they still did any work other BBaldurs burning and thieving: not above a mile from the end of Bywater. But he comes around to me, when he gets a chance, and I see hes better fed than some of the poor bodies. All against The Rules, of course. Id munsc had him with me, but that wasnt allowed. 1012 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Thankee indeed, Kinsc. Cotton, and Ill never forget it, said Sam. But I want to see him. That Boss and that Sharkey, as they spoke of, they might Baldurs gate minsc w e a mischief up there before the morning. All right, Sam, said Cotton. Choose a lad or two, and go and fetch him to my house. Youll not have need to go near the old Hobbiton village over Water. My Jolly here will show you. Sam went off. Merry arranged for look-outs round the village and guards at the barriers during the night. Then he and Frodo went off with Farmer Cotton. They sat with the family in the warm kitchen, and the Cottons asked a few polite questions ee their travels, but hardly listened to the answers: they were far more concerned continue reading events in the Shire. It all began with ,insc, as we call him, said Farmer Cotton; and it minsf as soon as youd gone off, Mr. Frodo. Hed funny ideas, had Pimple. Seems he wanted to own everything himself, and then order other folk about. It soon came out that he already did own a sight more than was good for him; and he was always grabbing more, though where he got the money was a mystery: mills and malt-houses and inns, and farms, and leaf-plantations. Hed already bought Sandymans mill before he came to Bag End, seemingly. Of course he started with a lot of property in the Southfarthing which he had from his dad; and it seems hed been selling a lot o the best leaf, and sending it away quietly for a year or two. But at the end o last year he began sending away loads of stuff, not only leaf. Things began to get short, and winter coming on, too. Folk got angry, but he had his answer. A lot of Men, ruffians mostly, came with great waggons, some to carry off the goods south-away, and others to stay. And more came. And before we knew where we were they were planted here and there all over the Shire, and were felling trees and digging and building themselves sheds and houses just as they liked. At first goods and damage was paid for by Pimple; but soon they began lording it around and taking what they wanted. Then there was a bit of trouble, but not enough. Old Will the Mayor set off for Bag End to protest, but he never got there. Ruffians laid hands on him and took and locked him up in a hole in Michel Delving, and there he is now. And after that, it would be soon after New Year, there wasnt no more Mayor, and Pimple called himself Chief Shirriff, or just Chief, and did as he liked; and if anyone got uppish as they called it, they followed Will. So things went from bad to worse.

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