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'
Well
now
,
what
was
I
going
to
say
?
'
said
Mr.
Butterbur
,
tapping
his
forehead
.
'
One
thing
drives
out
another
,
so
to
speak
.
I
'm
that
busy
tonight
,
my
head
is
going
round
.
There
's
a
party
that
came
up
the
Greenway
from
down
South
last
night
--
and
that
was
strange
enough
to
begin
with
.
Then
there
's
a
travelling
company
of
dwarves
going
West
come
in
this
evening
.
And
now
there
's
you
.
If
you
were
n't
hobbits
,
I
doubt
if
we
could
house
you
.
But
we
've
got
a
room
or
two
in
the
north
wing
that
were
made
special
for
hobbits
,
when
this
place
was
built
.
On
the
ground
floor
as
they
usually
prefer
;
round
windows
and
all
as
they
like
it
.
I
hope
you
'll
be
comfortable
.
You
'll
be
wanting
supper
,
I
do
n't
doubt
.
As
soon
as
may
be
.
This
way
now
!
'
He
led
them
a
short
way
down
a
passage
,
and
opened
a
door
.
'
Here
is
a
nice
little
parlour
!
'
he
said
.
'
I
hope
it
will
suit
.
Excuse
me
now
.
I
'm
that
busy
.
No
time
for
talking
.
I
must
be
trotting
.
It
's
hard
work
for
two
legs
,
but
I
do
n't
get
thinner
.
I
'll
look
in
again
later
.
If
you
want
anything
,
ring
the
hand-bell
,
and
Nob
will
come
.
If
he
do
n't
come
,
ring
and
shout
!
'
Off
he
went
at
last
,
and
left
them
feeling
rather
breathless
.
He
seemed
capable
of
an
endless
stream
of
talk
,
however
busy
he
might
be
.
They
found
themselves
in
a
small
and
cosy
room
.
There
was
a
bit
of
bright
fire
burning
on
the
hearth
,
and
in
front
of
it
were
some
low
and
comfortable
chairs
.
There
was
a
round
table
,
already
spread
with
a
white
cloth
,
and
on
it
was
a
large
hand-bell
.
But
Nob
,
the
hobbit
servant
,
came
bustling
in
long
before
they
thought
of
ringing
.
He
brought
candles
and
a
tray
full
of
plates
.
'
Will
you
be
wanting
anything
to
drink
,
masters
?
'
he
asked
.
'
And
shall
I
show
you
the
bedrooms
,
while
your
supper
is
got
ready
?
'
They
were
washed
and
in
the
middle
of
good
deep
mugs
of
beer
when
Mr.
Butterbur
and
Nob
came
in
again
.
In
a
twinkling
the
table
was
laid
.
There
was
hot
soup
,
cold
meats
,
a
blackberry
tart
,
new
loaves
,
slabs
of
butter
,
and
half
a
ripe
cheese
:
good
plain
food
,
as
good
as
the
Shire
could
show
,
and
homelike
enough
to
dispel
the
last
of
Sam
's
misgivings
(
already
much
relieved
by
the
excellence
of
the
beer
)
.
The
landlord
hovered
round
for
a
little
,
and
then
prepared
to
leave
them
.
'
I
do
n't
know
whether
you
would
care
to
join
the
company
,
when
you
have
supped
,
'
he
said
,
standing
at
the
door
.
'
Perhaps
you
would
rather
go
to
your
beds
.
Still
the
company
would
be
very
pleased
to
welcome
you
,
if
you
had
a
mind
.
We
do
n't
get
Outsiders
--
travellers
from
the
Shire
,
I
should
say
,
begging
your
pardon
--
often
;
and
we
like
to
hear
a
bit
of
news
,
or
any
story
or
song
you
may
have
in
mind
.
But
as
you
please
!
Ring
the
bell
,
if
you
lack
anything
!
'
So
refreshed
and
encouraged
did
they
feel
at
the
end
of
their
supper
(
about
three
quarters
of
an
hour
's
steady
going
,
not
hindered
by
unnecessary
talk
)
that
Frodo
,
Pippin
,
and
Sam
decided
to
join
the
company
.
Merry
said
it
would
be
too
stuffy
.
'
I
shall
sit
here
quietly
by
the
fire
for
a
bit
,
and
perhaps
go
out
later
for
a
sniff
of
the
air
.
Mind
your
Ps
and
Qs
,
and
do
n't
forget
that
you
are
supposed
to
be
escaping
in
secret
,
and
are
still
on
the
high-road
and
not
very
far
from
the
Shire
!
'
'
All
right
!
'
said
Pippin
.
'
Mind
yourself
!
Do
n't
get
lost
,
and
do
n't
forget
that
it
is
safer
indoors
!
'
