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As
dusk
drew
down
on
the
fourth
day
,
he
was
looking
back
over
the
bowed
heads
of
Frodo
and
Aragorn
and
the
following
boats
;
he
was
drowsy
and
longed
for
camp
and
the
feel
of
earth
under
his
toes
.
Suddenly
something
caught
his
sight
:
at
first
he
stared
at
it
listlessly
,
then
he
sat
up
and
rubbed
his
eyes
;
but
when
he
looked
again
he
could
not
see
it
any
more
.
That
night
they
camped
on
a
small
eyot
close
to
the
western
bank
.
Sam
lay
rolled
in
blankets
beside
Frodo
.
"
I
had
a
funny
dream
an
hour
or
two
before
we
stopped
,
Mr.
Frodo
,
"
he
said
.
"
Or
maybe
it
was
n't
a
dream
.
Funny
it
was
anyway
.
"
"
Well
,
what
was
it
?
"
said
Frodo
,
knowing
that
Sam
would
not
settle
down
until
he
had
told
his
tale
,
whatever
it
was
.
"
I
have
n't
seen
or
thought
of
anything
to
make
me
smile
since
we
left
Lothlorien
.
"
"
It
was
n't
funny
that
way
,
Mr.
Frodo
.
It
was
queer
.
All
wrong
,
if
it
was
n't
a
dream
.
And
you
had
best
hear
it
.
It
was
like
this
:
I
saw
a
log
with
eyes
!
"
"
The
log
's
all
right
,
"
said
Frodo
.
"
There
are
many
in
the
River
.
But
leave
out
the
eyes
!
"
"
That
I
wo
n't
,
"
said
Sam
.
"
"
Twas
the
eyes
as
made
me
sit
up
,
so
to
speak
.
I
saw
what
I
took
to
be
a
log
floating
along
in
the
half-light
behind
Gimli
's
boat
;
but
I
did
n't
give
much
heed
to
it
.
Then
it
seemed
as
if
the
log
was
slowly
catching
us
up
.
And
that
was
peculiar
,
as
you
might
say
,
seeing
as
we
were
all
floating
on
the
stream
together
.
Just
then
I
saw
the
eyes
:
two
pale
sort
of
points
,
shiny-like
,
on
a
hump
at
the
near
end
of
the
log
.
What
's
more
,
it
was
n't
a
log
,
for
it
had
paddle-feet
,
like
a
swan
's
almost
,
only
they
seemed
bigger
,
and
kept
dipping
in
and
out
of
the
water
.
"
That
's
when
I
sat
right
up
and
rubbed
my
eyes
,
meaning
to
give
a
shout
,
if
it
was
still
there
when
I
had
rubbed
the
drowse
out
of
my
head
.
For
the
whatever-it-was
was
coming
along
fast
now
and
getting
close
behind
Gimli
.
But
whether
those
two
lamps
spotted
me
moving
and
staring
,
or
whether
I
came
to
my
senses
,
I
do
n't
know
.
When
I
looked
again
,
it
was
n't
there
.
Yet
I
think
I
caught
a
glimpse
with
the
tail
of-my
eye
,
as
the
saying
is
,
of
something
dark
shooting
under
the
shadow
of
the
bank
.
I
could
n't
see
no
more
eyes
though
.
"
I
said
to
myself
:
"
dreaming
again
,
Sam
Gamgee
,
"
I
said
:
and
I
said
no
more
just
then
.
But
I
've
been
thinking
since
.
and
now
I
'm
not
so
sure
.
What
do
you
make
of
it
,
Mr.
Frodo
?
"
