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AWAKE
!
FEAR
!
FIRE
!
FOES
!
AWAKE
!
Fatty
Bolger
had
not
been
idle
.
As
soon
as
he
saw
the
dark
shapes
creep
from
the
garden
,
he
knew
that
he
must
run
for
it
,
or
perish
.
And
run
he
did
,
out
of
the
back
door
,
through
the
garden
,
and
over
the
fields
.
When
he
reached
the
nearest
house
,
more
than
a
mile
away
,
he
collapsed
on
the
doorstep
.
'
No
,
no
,
no
!
'
he
was
crying
.
'
No
,
not
me
!
I
have
n't
got
it
!
'
It
was
some
time
before
anyone
could
make
out
what
he
was
babbling
about
.
At
last
they
got
the
idea
that
enemies
were
in
Buckland
,
some
strange
invasion
from
the
Old
Forest
.
And
then
they
lost
no
more
time
.
FEAR
!
FIRE
!
FOES
!
The
Brandybucks
were
blowing
the
Horn-call
of
Buckland
,
that
had
not
been
sounded
for
a
hundred
years
,
not
since
the
white
wolves
came
in
the
Fell
Winter
,
when
the
Brandywine
was
frozen
over
.
AWAKE
!
AWAKE
!
Far
away
answering
horns
were
heard
.
The
alarm
was
spreading
.
The
black
figures
fled
from
the
house
.
One
of
them
let
fall
a
hobbit-cloak
on
the
step
,
as
he
ran
.
In
the
lane
the
noise
of
hoofs
broke
out
,
and
gathering
to
a
gallop
,
went
hammering
away
into
the
darkness
.
All
about
Crickhollow
there
was
the
sound
of
horns
blowing
,
and
voices
crying
and
feet
running
.
But
the
Black
Riders
rode
like
a
gale
to
the
North-gate
.
Let
the
little
people
blow
!
Sauron
would
deal
with
them
later
.
Meanwhile
they
had
another
errand
:
they
knew
now
that
the
house
was
empty
and
the
Ring
had
gone
.
They
rode
down
the
guards
at
the
gate
and
vanished
from
the
Shire
.
In
the
early
night
Frodo
woke
from
deep
sleep
,
suddenly
,
as
if
some
sound
or
presence
had
disturbed
him
.
He
saw
that
Strider
was
sitting
alert
in
his
chair
:
his
eyes
gleamed
in
the
light
of
the
fire
,
which
had
been
tended
and
was
burning
brightly
;
but
he
made
no
sign
or
movement
.
Frodo
soon
went
to
sleep
again
;
but
his
dreams
were
again
troubled
with
the
noise
of
wind
and
of
galloping
hoofs
.
The
wind
seemed
to
be
curling
round
the
house
and
shaking
it
;
and
far
off
he
heard
a
horn
blowing
wildly
.
He
opened
his
eyes
,
and
heard
a
cock
crowing
lustily
in
the
inn-yard
.
Strider
had
drawn
the
curtains
and
pushed
back
the
shutters
with
a
clang
.
The
first
grey
light
of
day
was
in
the
room
,
and
a
cold
air
was
coming
through
the
open
window
.
As
soon
as
Strider
had
roused
them
all
,
he
led
the
way
to
their
bedrooms
.
When
they
saw
them
they
were
glad
that
they
had
taken
his
advice
:
the
windows
had
been
forced
open
and
were
swinging
,
and
the
curtains
were
flapping
;
the
beds
were
tossed
about
,
and
the
bolsters
slashed
and
flung
upon
the
floor
;
the
brown
mat
was
torn
to
pieces
.
