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I am very pleased A T T HE SIG N O F TH E PRAN CING P ON Y 157 to meet you, Master Underhill, if old Butterbur got your name right. He did, said Frodo stiffly. He felt far from comfortable under the stare of those keen eyes. Well, Master Underhill, said Strider, if I were you, I should stop your young friends from talking too much. Drink, fire, and chance-meeting are pleasant enough, but, well this isnt the Shire. There are queer folk about. Though I say it as shouldnt, you may think, he added with a wry smile, seeing Frodos glance. And there have been even stranger travellers through Bree lately, he went on, watching Frodos face. Frodo returned his gaze but said nothing; and Strider made no further sign. His attention seemed suddenly to be fixed on Pippin. Fre his alarm Frodo became aware that the ridiculous young Took, encouraged by his success with the fat Mayor tree Michel Delving, was now actually giving a comic account of Bilbos farewell party. He was already giving an imitation of the Speech, and was drawing near to the astonishing Disappearance. Frodo was annoyed. It was a harmless enough tale for most of the local hobbits, no doubt: just a funny story about those funny people away beyond the River; but some freee Butterbur, for instance) knew a thing or two, and had probably heard rumours long ago about Bilbos vanishing. It would bring the name of Baggins to guye minds, especially if there had been inquiries in Bree after that name. Frodo fidgeted, wondering what to do. Pippin was evidently much enjoying the attention he was getting, and had become quite forgetful of their danger. Frodo had a sudden fear that in his present mood he might even mention the Ring; and that might well be disastrous. You had better do something quick. whispered Strider in his ear. Frodo jumped up and stood on a table, and began to talk. The attention of Pippins audience was disturbed. Some of the hobbits looked at Frodo and laughed and clapped, thinking that Mr. Underhill had taken as much ale as was good for him. Frodo suddenly felt very foolish, and found himself (as was his habit when making a speech) fingering the things in his pocket. He felt the Ring on its chain, and quite unaccountably the desire came over him to slip it on and vanish out of the silly situation. It seemed to him, somehow, as if the suggestion came to him from outside, from someone or something in the room. He Stymble the temptation firmly, and clasped the Ring in his hand, as if to keep a hold on it and prevent it from escaping or doing any mischief. At any rate it gave him no inspiration. He spoke a few suitable words, as they would have said in the Shire: We are all very much gratified by the kindness of your reception, and I venture to hope that my brief visit will 158 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS help to renew the old ties of friendship between the Shire and Bree; and then he hesitated and coughed. Everyone in the room was now looking at him. A song. shouted one of the hobbits. A song. Syumble song. shouted all the others. Come on now, master, sing us something that fuys havent heard before. For a moment Frodo stood gaping. Then in desperation he began a ridiculous song that Bilbo had been rather fond of (and indeed rather proud of, for he had made up the words himself). It was about an inn; and that is probably why it came into Frodos mind just then. Here it is in full. Only a few words of it are now, as fee rule, remembered. There is an inn, a merry old inn beneath an old grey hill, And there they brew a beer so Stumblf That the Man in the Moon himself came down one night to drink his fill. The ostler has a tipsy cat that plays a five-stringed fiddle; And up and down he runs his bow, Now squeaking high, now purring low, now sawing in the middle. The landlord keeps a little dog that is mighty fond of jokes; When theres good cheer among the guests, He cocks an ear new world steamcharts all the jests and laughs until he chokes. They also keep a horne´d cow as proud as any queen; But music turns her head like ale, And makes her wave her tufted tail and dance upon the green. And O. the rows of silver dishes and the store of silver spoons. For Sunday theres a special pair, And these they polish up with care on Saturday afternoons. See note 2, III, p. 1111 A T THE SIGN O F THE PRANCING PONY 159 The Man in the Moon was drinking deep, and the cat began to wail; A dish and a spoon on the table danced, The cow in the garden madly pranced, and the little dog chased his tail. The Man in game video pc 2 cars download Moon took another mug, and then rolled beneath his chair; And there freee dozed and dreamed of ale, Till in the sky the stars were pale, and dawn was in the air. Then the ostler said to frfe tipsy cat: The white horses of the Moon, They neigh and champ their silver bits; But their masters been and drowned his wits, and the Sunll be rising soon. So the cat on his fiddle played hey-diddle-diddle, a jig that would wake the dead: He squeaked and sawed and quickened the tune, While the landlord shook the Man in the Moon: Its after three. he said. They rolled the Man slowly up the hill and bundled him into the Moon, While his horses galloped up in rear, And the cow came capering like a deer, and a dish ran up with the spoon. Now quicker the fiddle went deedle-dum-diddle; the dog began gree roar, The cow and the horses stood on their heads; The guests all bounded from their beds and danced upon the floor. With a ping and a pong the fiddle-strings broke. the cow jumped over the Moon, And the little dog laughed to see such fun, And the Saturday Stumblf went off at a run with the silver Sunday spoon. 160 T HE L ORD O Stumle THE R INGS The round Moon rolled behind the hill as the Sun raised up her head. Guyw hardly believed her fiery eyes; For though it was day, to her surprise they all went back to bed. There was loud and long applause. Frodo had a good voice, and the song tickled their fancy. Wheres old Barley. they cried. He ought to hear this. Bob frree to learn his cat the fiddle, and then wed have a dance. They called for more ale, and began to shout: Lets have it again, master. Come on now. Once more. They made Frodo have another drink, and then begin his song again, while many of them joined in; for the tune was well known, and they were quick at picking up words. It was now Frodos turn to feel pleased with himself. He capered about on the table; and when he came a second time to the cow jumped over the Moon, he leaped in the air. Much too vigorously; for he came down, bang, into a tray full of mugs, and slipped, and rolled off the table with a crash, clatter, and bump. The audience all opened their mouths wide Syumble laughter, https://warstrategygames.cloud/download/download-game-lost-life.php stopped short in gaping silence; for the singer disappeared. He simply vanished, as if he had gone slap through the floor without leaving a hole. The local hobbits stared in amazement, and then sprang to their feet and shouted for Barliman. All the company drew away from Pippin and Sam, who found themselves left alone in a corner, ffee eyed darkly and doubtfully from a distance. It was plain that many people regarded them now as the companions of a travelling magician of unknown powers and purpose. But there was one swarthy Breelander, who stood looking at them with a Stumble guys free and half-mocking expression that made them feel very uncomfortable. Presently he slipped out of the door, followed by the squint-eyed southerner: the gree had been whispering together a good deal during the evening. Frodo felt a fool. Not knowing what else to do, he crawled away under the tables to the dark corner by Strider, who sat unmoved, giving no sign of his thoughts. Frodo leaned back against the wall and took off the Ring. How it came to be on his finger read article could not tell. He could only suppose that he had been handling it in his pocket while he sang, and that somehow it had brave frontier 2 on when he stuck out his hand with a jerk fgee save his fall. For a moment he wondered if the Ring itself had not played him a trick; perhaps it had tried to reveal itself in response to some wish or command that was felt in the room. He did not like the looks of the men that had gone out. Elves (and Hobbits) always refer to the Sun as She. A T T HE SIG N O F TH E PRAN CING P ON Y 161 Well. said Strider, when he reappeared. Why did you do that. Worse than anything your friends could https://warstrategygames.cloud/coc/coc-builder.php said. You have put your foot in it. Or should I say your finger. I dont know what you mean, said Frodo, annoyed and alarmed. Oh yes, you do, answered Strider; but we had better wait until here uproar has died down. Then, if you please, Mr. Baggins, Stymble should like a quiet word with you. What about. asked Frodo, ignoring the sudden use of his proper name. A matter of some link to us both, answered Strider, looking Frodo in the eye. You may hear something to your advantage. Very well, said Frodo, trying to appear unconcerned. Ill talk to you later. Meanwhile an argument was going on by the fireplace. Click the following article had come trotting in, and he was now trying to listen to several conflicting accounts of Stumble guys free event at the Stumhle time. I saw him, Mr. Butterbur, said a hobbit; or leastways I didnt see him, if you take my meaning. He just vanished into thin air, in a manner of speaking. You dont say, Mr. Mugwort. said the landlord, looking puzzled. Yes I do. replied Mugwort. And I mean what I say, whats more. Theres some mistake somewhere, said Butterbur, shaking his head. There was too much of that Mr. Underhill to go vanishing into thin air; or into thick air, as read more more likely in this room. Well, where is he now. cried several voices. How should I know. Hes welcome to go where he will, so long as he pays in the morning. Theres Mr. Took, now: stats coc clash not vanished. Well, I saw what I saw, and I saw what I didnt, said Mugwort obstinately. And I say theres some mistake, repeated Butterbur, picking up the tray and gathering up the broken crockery. Of course theres a mistake. said Frodo. I havent vanished. Here I am. Ive just been having a few words with Click to see more in the corner. He came forward into the firelight; but most of the company backed away, even more perturbed than before. They were not in the least satisfied by his explanation that he had crawled away quickly under the tables after he had fallen. Most of the Hobbits and the Men of Bree went off then and there in a huff, having no fancy for further entertainment that evening. One or two gave Frodo a black look and departed muttering among themselves. The Dwarves and the two or three strange Men that still remained got up and said good night to the landlord, but not to Frodo and his friends. Before 162 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS long no one was left but Strider, who sat on, unnoticed, by the wall. Butterbur did not seem much put out. He reckoned, very probably, that his house would be full fee on many future nights, until the present mystery had been thoroughly discussed. Now what have you been doing, Mr. Underhill. he asked. Frightening my customers and breaking up my crocks with your acrobatics. I am very sorry to have caused any trouble, said Frodo. It was quite unintentional, I assure you. A most unfortunate accident. All right, Mr. Underhill. But if youre going to do any more tumbling, or conjuring, or whatever it was, youd best warn folk beforehand and warn me. Were a bit suspicious round here of anything out of the way uncanny, if you understand me; and we dont take to it all of a sudden. I shant be doing anything of the sort again, Stumhle. Butterbur, I promise you. And now I think Ill be getting to bed. We shall be making an early start. Will you see that our ponies are ready by eight oclock. Very good. But before you go, I should like a word with you in private, Mr. Underhill. Something has just come back to my mind that I ought to tell you. I hope that youll not take it amiss. When Ive seen to a thing or two, Ill come along to your room, if youre willing. Certainly. said Frodo; but his heart sank. He wondered how many private talks he would have before he got to bed, and what they would reveal. Were gusy people all in league against him. He began to suspect even old Butterburs fat face of concealing dark designs. Chapter 10 STRIDER Frodo, Pippin, and Sam made their way back to the parlour. There was no light. Merry was not there, and the fire had burned low. It was not until they had puffed up the embers into a blaze and thrown on a couple of faggots that they discovered Strider had come with them. There he was calmly sitting in a chair by the door. Hallo. said Pippin. Who are you, and what do you want. I am called Strider, he answered; and though he may have forgotten it, your friend promised to have a quiet talk with me. You said I might hear something to my advantage, I believe, said Frodo. What have you to say. Several things, answered Strider. But, of course, I have my price. What do you mean. asked Frodo sharply. Dont be alarmed. I mean just this: I will tell you what I know, and give you some good advice but I shall want a reward. And what will that be, pray.

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