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"
They
can
go
twenty
miles
north
to
Brandywine
Bridge
-
or
they
might
swim
,
"
answered
Merry
.
"
Though
I
never
heard
of
any
horse
swimming
the
Brandywine
.
But
what
have
horses
to
do
with
it
?
"
I
'll
tell
you
later
.
Let
's
get
indoors
and
then
we
can
talk
.
"
"
All
right
!
You
and
Pippin
know
your
way
;
so
I
'll
just
ride
on
and
tell
Fatty
Bolger
that
you
are
coming
.
We
'll
see
about
supper
and
things
.
"
"
We
had
our
supper
early
with
Farmer
Maggot
,
"
said
Frodo
;
'
but
we
could
do
with
another
.
"
"
You
shal
have
it
!
Give
me
that
basket
!
"
said
Merry
,
and
rode
ahead
into
the
darkness
.
It
was
some
distance
from
the
Brandywine
to
Frodo
's
new
house
at
Crickholow
.
They
passed
Buck
Hill
and
Brandy
Hall
on
their
left
,
and
on
the
outskirts
of
Bucklebury
struck
the
main
road
of
Buckland
that
ran
south
from
the
Bridge
.
Half
a
mile
northward
along
this
they
came
to
a
lane
opening
on
their
right
.
This
they
folowed
for
a
couple
of
miles
as
it
climbed
up
and
down
into
the
country
.
At
last
they
came
to
a
narrow
gate
in
a
thick
hedge
.
Nothing
could
be
seen
of
the
house
in
the
dark
:
it
stood
back
from
the
lane
in
the
middle
of
a
wide
circle
of
lawn
surrounded
by
a
belt
of
low
trees
inside
the
outer
hedge
.
Frodo
had
chosen
it
,
because
it
stood
in
an
out-of-the-way
corner
of
the
country
,
and
there
were
no
other
dwelings
close
by
.
You
could
get
in
and
out
without
being
noticed
.
It
had
been
built
a
long
while
before
by
the
Brandybucks
,
for
the
use
of
guests
,
or
members
of
the
family
that
wished
to
escape
from
the
crowded
life
of
Brandy
Hall
for
a
time
.
It
was
an
old-fashioned
countrified
house
,
as
much
like
a
hobbit-hole
as
possible
:
it
was
long
and
low
,
with
no
upper
storey
;
and
it
had
a
roof
of
turf
,
round
windows
,
and
a
large
round
door
.
As
they
walked
lip
the
green
path
from
the
gate
no
light
was
visible
;
the
windows
were
dark
and
shuttered
.
Frodo
knocked
on
the
door
,
and
Fatty
Bolger
opened
it
.
A
friendly
light
streamed
out
.
They
slipped
in
quickly
and
shut
themselves
and
the
light
inside
.
They
were
in
a
wide
hall
with
doors
on
either
side
;
in
front
of
them
a
passage
ran
back
down
the
middle
of
the
house
.
"
Wel
,
what
do
you
think
of
it
?
"
asked
Merry
coming
up
the
passage
.
"
We
have
done
our
best
in
a
short
time
to
make
it
look
like
home
.
After
all
Fatty
and
I
only
got
here
with
the
last
cart-load
yesterday
.
"
Frodo
looked
round
.
It
did
look
like
home
.
Many
of
his
own
favourite
things
-
or
Bilbo
's
things
(
they
reminded
him
sharply
of
him
in
their
new
seling
)
-
were
arranged
as
nearly
as
possible
as
they
had
been
at
Bag
End
.
It
was
a
pleasant
,
comfortable
,
welcoming
place
;
and
he
found
himself
wishing
that
he
was
realy
coming
here
to
settle
down
in
quiet
retirement
.
It
seemed
unfair
to
have
put
his
friends
to
all
this
trouble
;
and
he
wondered
again
how
he
was
going
to
break
the
news
to
them
that
he
must
leave
them
so
soon
,
indeed
at
once
.
Yet
that
would
have
to
be
done
that
very
night
,
before
they
all
went
to
bed
.
"
It
's
delightful
!
"
he
said
with
an
effort
.
"
I
hardly
feel
that
I
have
moved
at
al.
"
The
travelers
hung
up
their
cloaks
,
and
piled
their
packs
on
the
floor
.
Merry
led
them
down
the
passage
and
threw
open
a
door
at
the
far
end
.
Firelight
came
out
,
and
a
puff
of
steam
.
