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'
Is
it
far
?
'
'
I
do
not
know
.
You
might
call
it
far
,
perhaps
.
But
what
does
that
matter
?
'
'
Well
,
you
see
,
we
have
lost
all
our
belongings
,
'
said
Merry
.
'
We
have
only
a
little
food
.
'
'
O
!
Hm
!
You
need
not
trouble
about
that
,
'
said
Treebeard
.
'
I
can
give
you
a
drink
that
will
keep
you
green
and
growing
for
a
long
,
long
while
.
And
if
we
decide
to
part
company
,
I
can
set
you
down
outside
my
country
at
any
point
you
choose
.
Let
us
go
!
'
Holding
the
hobbits
gently
but
firmly
,
one
in
the
crook
of
each
arm
,
Treebeard
lifted
up
first
one
large
foot
and
then
the
other
,
and
moved
them
to
the
edge
of
the
shelf
.
The
rootlike
toes
grasped
the
rocks
.
Then
carefully
and
solemnly
,
he
stalked
down
from
step
to
step
,
and
reached
the
floor
of
the
Forest
.
At
once
he
set
off
with
long
deliberate
strides
through
the
trees
,
deeper
and
deeper
into
the
wood
,
never
far
from
the
stream
,
climbing
steadily
up
towards
the
slopes
of
the
mountains
.
Many
of
the
trees
seemed
asleep
,
or
as
unaware
of
him
as
of
any
other
creature
that
merely
passed
by
;
but
some
quivered
,
and
some
raised
up
their
branches
above
his
head
as
he
approached
.
All
the
while
,
as
he
walked
,
he
talked
to
himself
in
a
long
running
stream
of
musical
sounds
.
The
hobbits
were
silent
for
some
time
.
They
felt
,
oddly
enough
,
safe
and
comfortable
,
and
they
had
a
great
deal
to
think
and
wonder
about
.
At
last
Pippin
ventured
to
speak
again
.
'
Please
,
Treebeard
,
'
he
said
,
'
could
I
ask
you
something
?
Why
did
Celeborn
warn
us
against
your
forest
?
He
told
us
not
to
risk
getting
entangled
in
it
.
'
'
Hmm
,
did
he
now
?
'
rumbled
Treebeard
.
'
And
I
might
have
said
much
the
same
,
if
you
had
been
going
the
other
way
.
Do
not
risk
getting
entangled
in
the
woods
of
Laurelindórenan
!
That
is
what
the
Elves
used
to
call
it
,
but
now
they
make
the
name
shorter
:
Lothlórien
they
call
it
.
Perhaps
they
are
right
:
maybe
it
is
fading
;
not
growing
.
Land
of
the
Valley
of
Singing
Gold
,
that
was
it
,
once
upon
a
time
.
Now
it
is
the
Dreamflower
.
Ah
well
!
But
it
is
a
queer
place
,
and
not
for
just
any
one
to
venture
in
.
I
am
surprised
that
you
ever
got
out
,
but
much
more
surprised
that
you
ever
got
in
:
that
has
not
happened
to
strangers
for
many
a
year
.
It
is
a
queer
land
.
