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'
Hi
!
Gollum
!
'
said
Sam
.
'
Where
are
you
going
?
Hunting
?
Well
see
here
,
old
noser
,
you
do
n't
like
our
food
,
and
I
'd
not
be
sorry
for
a
change
myself
.
Your
new
motto
's
always
ready
to
help
.
Could
you
find
anything
fit
for
a
hungry
hobbit
?
'
'
Yes
,
perhaps
,
yes
,
'
said
Gollum
.
'
Sméagol
always
helps
,
if
they
asks
-
if
they
asks
nicely
.
'
'
Right
!
'
said
Sam
'
I
does
ask
.
And
if
that
is
n't
nice
enough
,
I
begs
.
'
Gollum
disappeared
.
He
was
away
some
time
,
and
Frodo
after
a
few
mouthfuls
of
lembas
settled
deep
into
the
brown
fern
and
went
to
sleep
.
Sam
looked
at
him
.
The
early
daylight
was
only
just
creeping
down
into
the
shadows
under
the
trees
,
but
he
saw
his
master
's
face
very
clearly
,
and
his
hands
,
too
,
lying
at
rest
on
the
ground
beside
him
.
He
was
reminded
suddenly
of
Frodo
as
he
had
lain
,
asleep
in
the
house
of
Elrond
,
after
his
deadly
wound
.
Then
as
he
had
kept
watch
Sam
had
noticed
that
at
times
a
light
seemed
to
be
shining
faintly
within
;
but
now
the
light
was
even
clearer
and
stronger
.
Frodo
's
face
was
peaceful
,
the
marks
of
fear
and
care
had
left
it
;
but
it
looked
old
,
old
and
beautiful
,
as
if
the
chiselling
of
the
shaping
years
was
now
revealed
in
many
fine
lines
that
had
before
been
hidden
,
though
the
identity
of
the
face
was
not
changed
.
Not
that
Sam
Gamgee
put
it
that
way
to
himself
.
He
shook
his
head
,
as
if
finding
words
useless
,
and
murmured
:
'
I
love
him
.
He
's
like
that
,
and
sometimes
it
shines
through
,
somehow
.
But
I
love
him
,
whether
or
no
.
'
Gollum
returned
quietly
and
peered
over
Sam
's
shoulder
.
Looking
at
Frodo
,
he
shut
his
eyes
and
crawled
away
without
a
sound
.
Sam
came
to
him
a
moment
later
and
found
him
chewing
something
and
muttering
to
himself
.
On
the
ground
beside
him
lay
two
small
rabbits
,
which
he
was
beginning
to
eye
greedily
.
'S
méagol
always
helps
,
'
he
said
.
'
He
has
brought
rabbits
,
nice
rabbits
.
But
master
has
gone
to
sleep
,
and
perhaps
Sam
wants
to
sleep
.
Does
n't
want
rabbits
now
?
Sméagol
tries
to
help
,
but
he
ca
n't
catch
things
all
in
a
minute
.
'
Sam
,
however
,
had
no
objection
to
rabbit
at
all
,
and
said
so
.
At
least
not
to
cooked
rabbit
.
All
hobbits
,
of
course
,
can
cook
,
for
they
begin
to
learn
the
art
before
their
letters
(
which
many
never
reach
)
:
but
Sam
was
a
good
cook
,
even
by
hobbit
reckoning
,
and
he
had
done
a
good
deal
of
the
camp-cooking
on
their
travels
,
when
there
was
a
chance
.
He
still
hopefully
carried
some
of
his
gear
in
his
pack
:
a
small
tinder-box
,
two
small
shallow
pans
,
the
smaller
fitting
into
the
larger
;
inside
them
a
wooden
spoon
,
a
short
two-pronged
fork
and
some
skewers
were
stowed
;
and
hidden
at
the
bottom
of
the
pack
in
a
flat
wooden
box
a
dwindling
treasure
,
some
salt
.
But
he
needed
a
fire
,
and
other
things
besides
.
He
thought
for
a
bit
,
while
he
took
out
his
knife
,
cleaned
and
whetted
it
,
and
began
to
dress
the
rabbits
.
He
was
not
going
to
leave
Frodo
alone
asleep
even
for
a
few
minutes
.
'N
ow
,
Gollum
,
'
he
said
,
'
I
've
another
job
for
you
.
Go
and
fill
these
pans
with
water
,
and
bring
'em
back
!
'
