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'
Oh
well
,
I
suppose
he
's
gone
off
to
find
something
for
himself
.
We
'll
finish
it
,
'
said
Sam
.
'
And
then
you
must
take
some
sleep
,
'
said
Frodo
.
'
Do
n't
you
drop
off
,
while
I
'm
nodding
,
Mr.
Frodo
.
I
do
n't
feel
too
sure
of
him
.
There
's
a
good
deal
of
Stinker-the
bad
Gollum
,
if
you
understand
me-in
him
still
,
and
it
's
getting
stronger
again
.
Not
but
what
I
think
he
'd
try
to
throttle
me
first
now
.
We
do
n't
see
eye
to
eye
,
and
he
's
not
pleased
with
Sam
,
O
no
precious
,
not
pleased
at
all
.
'
They
finished
,
and
Sam
went
off
to
the
stream
to
rinse
his
gear
.
As
he
stood
up
to
return
,
he
looked
back
up
the
slope
.
At
that
moment
he
saw
the
sun
rise
out
of
the
reek
,
or
haze
,
or
dark
shadow
,
or
whatever
it
was
,
that
lay
ever
to
the
east
,
and
it
sent
its
golden
beams
down
upon
the
trees
and
glades
about
him
.
Then
he
noticed
a
thin
spiral
of
blue-grey
,
smoke
,
plain
to
see
as
it
caught
the
sunlight
,
rising
from
a
thicket
above
him
.
With
a
shock
he
realized
that
this
was
the
smoke
from
his
little
cooking-fire
,
which
he
had
neglected
to
put
out
.
'
That
wo
n't
do
!
Never
thought
it
would
show
like
that
!
'
he
muttered
,
and
he
started
to
hurry
back
.
Suddenly
he
halted
and
listened
.
Had
he
heard
a
whistle
or
not
?
Or
was
it
the
call
of
some
strange
bird
?
If
it
was
a
whistle
,
it
did
not
come
from
Frodo
's
direction
.
There
it
went
again
from
another
place
!
Sam
began
to
run
as
well
as
he
could
uphill
.
He
found
that
a
small
brand
,
burning
away
to
its
outer
end
,
had
kindled
some
fern
at
the
edge
of
the
fire
,
and
the
fern
blazing
up
had
set
the
turves
smouldering
.
Hastily
he
stamped
out
what
was
left
of
the
fire
,
scattered
the
ashes
,
and
laid
the
turves
on
the
hole
.
Then
he
crept
back
to
Frodo
.
'D
id
you
hear
a
whistle
,
and
what
sounded
like
an
answer
?
'
he
asked
.
'
A
few
minutes
back
.
I
hope
it
was
only
a
bird
,
but
it
did
n't
sound
quite
like
that
:
more
like
somebody
mimicking
a
bird-call
,
I
thought
.
And
I
'm
afraid
my
bit
of
fire
's
been
smoking
.
Now
if
I
've
gone
and
brought
trouble
,
I
'll
never
forgive
myself
.
Nor
wo
n't
have
a
chance
,
maybe
!
'
'
Hush
!
'
whispered
Frodo
.
'
I
thought
I
heard
voices
.
'
The
two
hobbits
trussed
their
small
packs
,
put
them
on
ready
for
flight
,
and
then
crawled
deeper
into
the
fern
.
There
they
crouched
listening
.
