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The
Elves
sat
round
the
fire
upon
the
grass
or
upon
the
sawn
rings
of
old
trunks
.
Some
went
to
and
fro
bearing
cups
and
pouring
drink
;
others
brought
food
on
heaped
plates
and
dishes
.
"
This
is
poor
fare
,
"
they
said
to
the
hobbits
;
'
for
we
are
lodging
in
the
greenwood
far
from
our
hals
.
If
ever
you
are
our
guests
at
home
,
we
will
treat
you
better
.
"
"
It
seems
to
me
good
enough
for
a
birthday-party
,
"
said
Frodo
.
Pippin
afterwards
recaled
little
of
either
food
or
drink
,
for
his
mind
was
filed
with
the
light
upon
the
elf-faces
,
and
the
sound
of
voices
so
various
and
so
beautiful
that
he
felt
in
a
waking
dream
.
But
he
remembered
that
there
was
bread
,
surpassing
the
savour
of
a
fair
white
loaf
to
one
who
is
starving
;
and
fruits
sweet
as
wildberries
and
richer
than
the
tended
fruits
of
gardens
;
he
drained
a
cup
that
was
filed
with
a
fragrant
draught
,
cool
as
a
clear
fountain
,
golden
as
a
summer
afternoon
.
Sam
could
never
describe
in
words
,
nor
picture
clearly
to
himself
,
what
he
felt
or
thought
that
night
,
though
it
remained
in
his
memory
as
one
of
the
chief
events
of
his
life
.
The
nearest
he
ever
got
was
to
say
:
"
Wel
,
sir
,
if
I
could
grow
apples
like
that
,
I
would
call
myself
a
gardener
.
But
it
was
the
singing
that
went
to
my
heart
,
if
you
know
what
I
mean
.
"
Frodo
sat
,
eating
,
drinking
,
and
talking
with
delight
;
but
his
mind
was
chiefly
on
the
words
spoken
.
He
knew
a
little
of
the
elf-speech
and
listened
eagerly
.
Now
and
again
he
spoke
to
those
that
served
him
and
thanked
them
in
their
own
language
.
They
smiled
at
him
and
said
laughing
:
"
Here
is
a
jewel
among
hobbits
!
"
After
a
while
Pippin
fell
fast
asleep
,
and
was
lifted
up
and
borne
away
to
a
bower
under
the
trees
;
there
he
was
laid
upon
a
soft
bed
and
slept
the
rest
of
the
night
away
.
Sam
refused
to
leave
his
master
.
When
Pippin
had
gone
,
he
came
and
sat
curled
up
at
Frodo
's
feet
,
where
at
last
he
nodded
and
closed
his
eyes
.
Frodo
remained
long
awake
,
talking
with
Gildor
.
They
spoke
of
many
things
,
old
and
new
,
and
Frodo
questioned
Gildor
much
about
happenings
in
the
wide
world
outside
the
Shire
.
The
tidings
were
mostly
sad
and
ominous
:
of
gathering
darkness
,
the
wars
of
Men
,
and
the
flight
of
the
Elves
.
At
last
Frodo
asked
the
question
that
was
nearest
to
his
heart
:
"
Tell
me
,
Gildor
,
have
you
ever
seen
Bilbo
since
he
left
us
?
"
Gildor
smiled
.
"
Yes
,
"
he
answered
.
"
Twice
.
He
said
farewel
to
us
on
this
very
spot
.
But
I
saw
him
once
again
,
far
from
here
.
"
He
would
say
no
more
about
Bilbo
,
and
Frodo
fell
silent
.
"
You
do
not
ask
me
or
tell
me
much
that
concerns
yourself
,
Frodo
,
"
said
Gildor
.
"
But
I
already
know
a
little
,
and
I
can
read
more
in
your
face
and
in
the
thought
behind
your
questions
.
You
are
leaving
the
Shire
,
and
yet
you
doubt
that
you
will
find
what
you
seek
,
or
accomplish
what
you
intend
,
or
that
you
will
ever
return
.
Is
not
that
so
?
"
