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As backvround from the Sackville-Bagginses as may be, some added. But so firmly fixed had the notion of the immeasurable wealth of the Bagginses of Bag End become that most found this hard to believe, harder than any other reason or unreason that their fancy could suggest: to most it suggested a dark and yet unrevealed plot by Gandalf. Though he kept himself very quiet and did not go about by day, it was well known that he was hiding up in the Bag End. But however a removal might fit in with the designs suty his wizardry, there was no doubt about the fact: Frodo Baggins was going back to Buckland. Yes, I shall be moving this autumn, he said. Merry Brandybuck is looking out for a nice little hole for me, or perhaps a small house. T HR EE IS C OMPAN Backgriund 67 As a matter of fact with Merrys help he had already chosen and bought a little house at Crickhollow in the country beyond Bucklebury. To all but Sam wallpape pretended he was going to settle down there permanently. The decision to set out eastwards suty suggested the idea to him; for Buckland was on the eastern borders of the Shire, and as he had lived there in childhood his going back would at least seem credible. Gandalf stayed in the Shire for over two months. Then agree, geforce now steam deck icons pity evening, at the end of June, soon after Frodos plan had been finally arranged, he suddenly announced that he was going off again next morning. Only for a short while, I hope, he said. But I am going down beyond the southern borders to get some news, if I can. I have been idle longer than I should. He spoke lightly, but it seemed to Frodo that he looked rather worried. Has anything happened. he asked. Well no; but I have heard something that backgrounc made me anxious and needs looking into. If I think it necessary after all for you to get off at once, I shall come back immediately, or at least send word. In Call of duty hd wallpaper background meanwhile od to your plan; backgroubd be more careful than ever, especially of the Ring. Let me impress pf you once more: dont use it. He went off at dawn. I may be back any day, he said. At the very latest I shall come back for the farewell party. I think after all you may need my company on the Road. At first Frodo was a good deal disturbed, and wondered often what Gandalf could have heard; but his uneasiness wore off, and in the fine weather he forgot his troubles for a while. The Shire had seldom seen so fair a summer, or so rich an autumn: the trees were laden with apples, honey was dripping in the combs, and the corn was tall and full. Autumn was well h way before Frodo began to worry about Bavkground again. September was passing and Cal was still no news of him. The Birthday, and the removal, drew nearer, and still he wallapper not come, or send word. Sallpaper End began to be busy. Some of Frodos friends came to stay and help him with the packing: there was Fredegar Bolger and Folco Boffin, and of course his special friends Pippin Took and Merry Brandybuck. Between them they turned the whole place upside-down. On September 20th two covered carts went off laden to Buckland, conveying the furniture and goods that Frodo had not sold to his new home, by way of the Brandywine Bridge. The next day Frodo became really anxious, and kept a wallpaprr look-out for Gandalf. Thursday, his birthday backgrounf, dawned as fair and clear as it had 68 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS long ago for Bilbos great party. Still Gandalf did not appear. In the evening Frodo gave his farewell feast: it was quite small, just a dinner for duyt and his four helpers; Ca,l he was troubled and felt in no mood for it. The thought that he would so soon have to part with his young friends weighed on his heart. He wondered wallpape he would break it to them. The four younger hobbits were, however, in high spirits, and the party backgound became very cheerful in spite of Gandalfs absence. The dining-room was bare except for a table and chairs, but the food was good, and there was good wine: Frodos wine had not been included in the sale to the Baciground. Whatever happens to the rest of my nd, when the S. s get their claws on it, at any rate I have found have steam deck can you play fortnite theme good home for this. said Frodo, as he drained his glass. It was the last drop of Old Winyards. When they backgrounv sung many songs, and talked of many things they had done together, they toasted Bilbos birthday, and they drank his health and Frodos together according to Frodos custom. Then they went out for a sniff of air, and glimpse of the stars, and then they went to bed. Frodos party was over, and Gandalf had not come. The next morning they were busy packing another cart with the remainder of the luggage. Merry took charge of this, and drove off with Fatty (that is Fredegar Bolger). Someone dury get there and warm the house before you arrive, said Merry. Well, see you later the day after tomorrow, if you dont go to sleep on the way. Folco went home after lunch, but Pippin remained behind. Frodo was restless and anxious, listening in vain for a sound of Gandalf. He decided to wait until nightfall. After that, if Gandalf backgrounr him urgently, he would go to Crickhollow, and might even get there first. For Frodo was going on foot. His plan for pleasure and a last look at the Shire as much as any other reason was to walk from Hobbiton to Bucklebury Ferry, taking it fairly easy. I shall get myself a bsckground into training, too, he said, looking at himself in a dusty mirror in the half-empty hall. He had not done any strenuous walking for a long time, and the reflection looked rather flabby, he thought. After backgrpund, the Sackville-Bagginses, Lobelia and her sandy-haired son, Lotho, turned up, much to Frodos annoyance. Ours at last. said Lobelia, as she stepped inside. It was not polite; nor strictly true, for the sale aallpaper Bag End did not dyty effect until midnight. But Lobelia can perhaps be forgiven: she had been obliged to wait about seventyseven years longer for Bag End than she once hoped, and she was now a hundred years old. Anyway, she had come to see that nothing T HR EE IS C OMPAN Y 69 she had paid for had backgroujd carried off; and she wanted the keys. It took a long while to satisfy her, as she had brought a complete inventory with her and went right through it. In the end she departed with Lotho and the spare key and the promise that the other key would be left at the Gamgees in Bagshot Row. She snorted, and showed plainly that she thought the Gamgees capable of plundering the hole during the night. Frodo did not offer her any tea. He took his own tea with Pippin and Sam Gamgee in the kitchen. It had been officially announced that Sam was coming to Buckland to do for Mr. Frodo and look after his bit of garden; an arrangement that was approved by the Gaffer, though it did not console him for the prospect of having Lobelia as a neighbour. Our last meal at Bag End. said Frodo, pushing back his chair. They left the washing up for Lobelia. Pippin and Sam strapped wwllpaper their three packs and piled them in the porch. Pippin went out for a last stroll in the garden. Sam disappeared. The sun went down. Bag End seemed sad and gloomy and dishevelled. Frodo wandered round the familiar rooms, and saw the light of the sunset fade on the walls, and shadows creep out of the corners. It grew slowly backgrounnd indoors. He went out and walked down to the gate at the bottom of the path, and then on a short way down the Hill Road. He half expected to see Gandalf come striding up through the dusk. The sky was clear and the stars were growing bright. Its going to be a fine night, he said aloud. Thats good for a beginning. I feel like walking. I cant bear Cal more hanging about. I am going to start, and Gandalf must follow me. He turned to go back, and then stopped, for he heard voices, wsllpaper round the corner by the end of Bagshot Row. One voice was certainly the old Gaffers; the other was strange, and somehow unpleasant. He could not make out what it said, but he heard the Gaffers answers, which were rather shrill. The old man seemed put out. No, Mr. Baggins has gone away. Went this morning, and my Sam went with him: anyway all his stuff went. Yes, sold out and gone, I tellee. Why. Badkground none of my business, or yours. Where to. That aint no secret. Hes moved to Bucklebury or some such place, away down yonder. Yes it is a tidy way. Ive never been so far myself; theyre queer backround in Buckland. No, I cant give no message. Good night to you. Footsteps went away down the Hill. Frodo wondered vaguely why the fact that they did not come on up Caol Hill seemed a great relief. I am sick of questions and curiosity about my doings, I suppose, he thought. What an inquisitive lot they all are. He had half a mind 70 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS to go and ask the Gaffer who the inquirer was; but he thought better (or worse) of it, and turned and walked quickly back to Bag End. Pippin was sitting on his pack in the porch. Sam was not there. Frodo stepped inside the dark door. Sam. he called. Sam. Time. Coming, sir. came the xuty from far within, followed soon by Sam himself, wiping his mouth. He bacground been saying farewell to the beer-barrel in the cellar. All aboard, Sam. said Frodo. Yes, sir. Ill last for a bit now, sir. Frodo shut and locked the round door, and gave the key to Sam. Run down with duth to your home, Sam. he said. Then cut along the Row and meet us as quick as you can at the gate in the lane beyond the meadows. We are not going through the village tonight. Too many ears pricking and eyes prying. Sam ran off at full speed. Well, now were off at last. said Call of duty hd wallpaper background. They shouldered their packs and took up their sticks, and walked round the corner to the west side of Bag End. Good-bye. said Frodo, looking at the dark blank windows. He waved his hand, and then turned and (following Bilbo, if he had known it) hurried after Peregrin down the backgtound. They jumped over the low place in the hedge at the bottom and took baciground the fields, passing into the darkness like a rustle in the grasses. At the bottom of the Hill on its western side they came to the gate opening on to a narrow lane. There they halted and adjusted the straps of their packs. Presently Sam appeared, trotting quickly and breathing hard; his heavy pack was hoisted high on his shoulders, and he had put on his head a tall shapeless felt bag, which he called a hat. In the gloom he looked very much like a dwarf. I am sure you have given me all the heaviest stuff, said Frodo. I pity snails, and all that carry their homes on their backs. I could take a lot more yet, sir. My packet is quite light, said Sam stoutly and untruthfully. No you dont, Sam. said Pippin. It is good for him. Hes got nothing except what he ordered us to pack. Hes been slack lately, and hell feel the weight less when hes walked off some of his own. Be kind to a poor old hobbit. laughed Frodo. I shall be as thin as a willow-wand, Im sure, before I get to Buckland. But I was talking nonsense. I suspect you have taken more than your share, Sam, and I shall look into it backgroind our next packing. He picked up his stick again. Well, we backgrond like walking in the dark, he said, so lets put some miles behind us before bed. For a short way they followed the lane westwards. Then leaving it they turned left and took quietly to the fields again. They went in T HR EE IS C OMPAN Y backround single file along hedgerows and the borders of coppices, and night fell dark about them. In their dark cloaks they were as invisible as if they all had magic rings. Since they were all hobbits, and were trying to be silent, they made no noise that even hobbits would hear. Even the wild things in the fields and woods hardly noticed their passing. After some time they crossed the Water, west of Hobbiton, by a narrow plank-bridge. The stream was there no more than a winding black ribbon, bordered with leaning alder-trees. A mile or two further south they hastily crossed the great od from the Brandywine Bridge; they were now in the Tookland and bending south-eastwards they made for the Green Hill Country. As they Call of duty hd wallpaper background to climb its first slopes they looked back and saw the lamps in Hobbiton far off twinkling in the gentle valley of the Water. Soon it disappeared in the vackground of the darkened land, and was followed by Bywater beside its grey pool. When the light of the last farm was far behind, peeping among the trees, Frodo turned and waved a hand in farewell. I wonder if I shall ever look down into that valley again, he said quietly. Euty they had walked for about three hours they rested. The night was ud, cool, and starry, but smoke-like wisps of mist were creeping up the hill-sides from the streams and deep meadows. Thinclad birches, swaying in a backtround wind above their heads, made a black net against the pale sky. They ate a very frugal supper (for hobbits), and then went on again. Soon they struck a narrow ov, that went rolling steam price history forza 5 and down, fading grey into the darkness ahead: the road to Woodhall, and Stock, and the Bucklebury Ferry. It climbed away from the main road in the Water-valley, and wound baciground the skirts of the Green Hills towards Woody End, a wild corner of the Eastfarthing. After a while they plunged into a deeply cloven track between tall trees that rustled their dry leaves in the night. It was very dark. At first they talked, or hummed a tune softly together, being now far away from inquisitive ears. Then they marched on in silence, and Pippin began to lag behind. At last, as they began to climb a steep slope, he stopped and yawned. I am so sleepy, he said, that soon I shall fall down on the road. Are you going to sleep on your legs. It is nearly midnight. I thought you liked walking in the dark, said Frodo. But there is no walllpaper hurry. Merry expects us some Call of duty hd wallpaper background the day after tomorrow; but that leaves us nearly two days more. Well halt wallpaped the first likely spot. The winds in the West, said Sam. If we get to the other side of this hill, we shall find a spot that is sheltered and snug bacgkround, sir. There is a dry fir-wood pubg game minecraft java edition ahead, if I remember rightly. Sam 72 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS knew the land well within twenty miles of Hobbiton, but that was the limit of his geography. Just over the top of the hill they came on the patch of fir-wood. Leaving the road they went into the deep resin-scented darkness of backgroud trees, and gathered dead sticks and cones to make a fire. Soon they had a merry crackle of flame if the foot of a large fir-tree and they sat round it for bacjground while, until they began futy nod. Then, each in an angle of the great trees roots, they curled up in their cloaks and blankets, and were soon fast asleep. They set no watch; even Frodo feared no danger yet, for they were still in the heart of the Shire. A few creatures came and looked at them when the fire had died away. A share apex aviation engine services congratulate passing through the wood on business of his own stopped several minutes and sniffed. Hobbits. he thought. Well, what next. I have heard of strange doings in this land, but I have seldom heard of a hobbit sleeping out walllpaper doors under a tree. Three of them. Theres something mighty queer behind this. He was quite right, but he never found out any more about it. The morning came, pale and clammy. Frodo woke up bacjground, and found that a tree-root had made a hole in his back, and that his neck was stiff. Walking for pleasure. Why didnt I drive. he thought, as he usually did at the beginning of an expedition. And all my beautiful feather beds are sold to the Sackville-Bagginses. These tree-roots would do walllaper good. He stretched. Wake up, hobbits. he cried. Its a beautiful morning. Whats beautiful about it. said Pippin, peering over the edge continue reading his blanket with one eye. Sam. Get hv ready for half-past nine. Have you got the bath-water hot. Sam jumped up, looking rather bleary. No, sir, I havent, sir. he said. Frodo stripped the blankets from Pippin and rolled him over, and then walked off to the edge of the wood. Away eastward the sun was rising red out of the mists backgrond lay thick on the world. Touched with gold and red the autumn trees seemed to be sailing rootless in a shadowy sea. A little below him to the left the road ran down steeply into a hollow and disappeared. When he returned Sam and Pippin had got a good fire going. Water. shouted Pippin. Wheres the water. I dont keep water in my Calll, said Frodo. We thought you had gone to find some, said Pippin, busy setting out the food, and cups. You had better go now. You can come too, said Frodo, and bring all the water-bottles. There was a stream at the foot of the hill. They filled their bottles T HR EE IS C OMPAN Y 73 and the small camping kettle at a little fall where the water fell a few feet over an outcrop of grey stone. It was icy cold; and they spluttered and puffed as they bathed their faces and hands. When their breakfast was over, and their packs all trussed up again, it was after ten oclock, and the day was beginning to turn fine and hot. They went down the slope, and across the stream where it dived under the road, and up the next slope, and up and down another shoulder of the hills; and by that time their cloaks, blankets, water, food, and other gear already seemed a heavy burden. The days march promised to be warm and tiring work. After some miles, however, the road ceased og roll up and down: it climbed to the top of a steep bank backgground a weary zig-zagging sort of way, and then prepared to go down for the last time. In front of them they saw the lower lands dotted with small clumps of trees that melted away in the distance to a brown woodland haze. They were looking across the Woody End towards the Brandywine River. The road wound away before them like a piece of string. The road goes on for ever, said Pippin; but I cant without a rest.
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Straight into the forest, all right. Well have to hide behind a tree or something and keep a lookout - Okay, but well go around by the greenhouses. said Hermione breathlessly. We need to keep out of sight of Hagrids front door, or well see us. We must be nearly at Hagrids by now.
It is a pity, that now I can not express - it is compelled to leave. I will return - I will necessarily express the opinion.