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"
There
!
"
said
Merry
.
"
You
have
left
the
Shire
,
and
are
now
outside
,
and
on
the
edge
of
the
Old
Forest
.
"
"
Are
the
stories
about
it
true
?
"
asked
Pippin
.
"
I
do
n't
know
what
stories
you
mean
,
"
Merry
answered
.
"
If
you
mean
the
old
bogey-stories
Fatty
's
nurses
used
to
tell
him
,
about
goblins
and
wolves
and
things
of
that
sort
,
I
should
say
no
.
At
any
rate
I
do
n't
believe
them
.
But
the
Forest
is
queer
.
Everything
in
it
is
very
much
more
alive
,
more
aware
of
what
is
going
on
,
so
to
speak
,
than
things
are
in
the
Shire
.
And
the
trees
do
not
like
strangers
.
They
watch
you
.
They
are
usualy
content
merely
to
watch
you
,
as
long
as
daylight
lasts
,
and
do
n't
do
much
.
Occasionaly
the
most
unfriendly
ones
may
drop
a
branch
,
or
stick
a
root
out
,
or
grasp
at
you
with
a
long
trailer
.
But
at
night
things
can
be
most
alarming
,
or
so
I
am
told
.
I
have
only
once
or
twice
been
in
here
after
dark
,
and
then
only
near
the
hedge
.
I
thought
all
the
trees
were
whispering
to
each
other
,
passing
news
and
plots
along
in
an
uninteligible
language
;
and
the
branches
swayed
and
groped
without
any
wind
.
They
do
say
the
trees
do
actualy
move
,
and
can
surround
strangers
and
hem
them
in
.
In
fact
long
ago
they
attacked
the
Hedge
:
they
came
and
planted
themselves
right
by
it
,
and
leaned
over
it
.
But
the
hobbits
came
and
cut
down
hundreds
of
trees
,
and
made
a
great
bonfire
in
the
Forest
,
and
burned
all
the
ground
in
a
long
strip
east
of
the
Hedge
.
After
that
the
trees
gave
up
the
attack
,
but
they
became
very
unfriendly
.
There
is
still
a
wide
bare
space
not
far
inside
where
the
bonfire
was
made
.
"
"
Is
it
only
the
trees
that
are
dangerous
?
"
asked
Pippin
.
"
There
are
various
queer
things
living
deep
in
the
Forest
,
and
on
the
far
side
,
"
said
Merry
,
'
or
at
least
I
have
heard
so
;
but
I
have
never
seen
any
of
them
.
But
something
makes
paths
.
Whenever
one
comes
inside
one
finds
open
tracks
;
but
they
seem
to
shift
and
change
from
time
to
time
in
a
queer
fashion
.
Not
far
from
this
tunnel
there
is
,
or
was
for
a
long
time
,
the
beginning
of
quite
a
broad
path
leading
to
the
Bonfire
Glade
,
and
then
on
more
or
less
in
our
direction
,
east
and
a
little
north
.
That
is
the
path
I
am
going
to
try
and
find
.
"
The
hobbits
now
left
the
tunnel-gate
and
rode
across
the
wide
holow
.
On
the
far
side
was
a
faint
path
leading
up
on
to
the
floor
of
the
Forest
,
a
hundred
yards
and
more
beyond
the
Hedge
;
but
it
vanished
as
soon
as
it
brought
them
under
the
trees
.
Looking
back
they
could
see
the
dark
line
of
the
Hedge
through
the
stems
of
trees
that
were
already
thick
about
them
.
Looking
ahead
they
could
see
only
tree-trunks
of
innumerable
sizes
and
shapes
:
straight
or
bent
,
twisted
,
leaning
,
squat
or
slender
,
smooth
or
gnarled
and
branched
;
and
all
the
stems
were
green
or
grey
with
moss
and
slimy
,
shaggy
growths
.
Merry
alone
seemed
fairly
cheerful
.
"
You
had
better
lead
on
and
find
that
path
,
"
Frodo
said
to
him
.
"
Do
n't
let
us
lose
one
another
,
or
forget
which
way
the
Hedge
lies
!
"
They
picked
a
way
among
the
trees
,
and
their
ponies
plodded
along
,
carefuly
avoiding
the
many
writhing
and
interlacing
roots
.
There
was
no
undergrowth
.
The
ground
was
rising
steadily
,
and
as
they
went
forward
it
seemed
that
the
trees
became
taler
,
darker
,
and
thicker
.
