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"
Well
,
Mr.
Frodo
,
I
've
been
thinking
,
"
said
Sam
.
"
I
'd
best
not
leave
any
of
my
stuff
behind
,
and
we
ca
n't
destroy
it
.
And
I
ca
n't
wear
orc-mail
over
all
my
clothes
,
can
I
?
I
'll
just
have
to
cover
up
.
"
He
knelt
down
and
carefully
folded
his
elven-cloak
.
It
went
into
a
surprisingly
small
roll
.
This
he
put
into
his
pack
that
lay
on
the
floor
.
Standing
up
,
he
slung
it
behind
his
back
,
put
an
orc-helm
on
his
head
,
and
cast
another
black
cloak
about
his
shoulders
.
"
There
!
"
he
said
.
"
Now
we
match
,
near
enough
.
And
now
we
must
be
off
!
"
"
I
ca
n't
go
all
the
way
at
a
run
,
Sam
,
"
said
Frodo
with
a
wry
smile
.
"
I
hope
you
've
made
inquiries
about
inns
along
the
road
?
Or
have
you
forgotten
about
food
and
drink
?
"
"
Save
me
,
but
so
I
had
!
"
said
Sam
.
He
whistled
in
dismay
.
"
Bless
me
,
Mr.
Frodo
,
but
you
've
gone
and
made
me
that
hungry
and
thirsty
!
I
do
n't
know
when
drop
or
morsel
last
passed
my
lips
.
I
'd
forgotten
it
,
trying
to
find
you
.
But
let
me
think
!
Last
time
I
looked
I
'd
got
about
enough
of
that
waybread
,
and
of
what
Captain
Faramir
gave
us
,
to
keep
me
on
my
legs
for
a
couple
of
weeks
at
a
pinch
.
But
if
there
's
a
drop
left
in
my
bottle
,
there
's
no
more
.
That
's
not
going
to
be
enough
for
two
,
nohow
.
Do
n't
orcs
eat
,
and
do
n't
they
drink
?
Or
do
they
just
live
on
foul
air
and
poison
?
"
"
No
,
they
eat
and
drink
,
Sam
.
The
Shadow
that
bred
them
can
only
mock
,
it
can
not
make
:
not
real
new
things
of
its
own
.
I
do
n't
think
it
gave
life
to
the
orcs
,
it
only
ruined
them
and
twisted
them
;
and
if
they
are
to
live
at
all
,
they
have
to
live
like
other
living
creatures
.
Foul
waters
and
foul
meats
they
'll
take
,
if
they
can
get
no
better
,
but
not
poison
.
They
've
fed
me
,
and
so
I
'm
better
off
than
you
.
There
must
be
food
and
water
somewhere
in
this
place
.
"
"
But
there
's
no
time
to
look
for
them
,
"
said
Sam
.
"
Well
,
things
are
a
bit
better
than
you
think
,
"
said
Frodo
.
"
I
have
had
a
bit
of
luck
while
you
were
away
.
Indeed
they
did
not
take
everything
.
I
've
found
my
food-bag
among
some
rags
on
the
floor
.
They
've
rummaged
it
,
of
course
.
But
I
guess
they
disliked
the
very
look
and
smell
of
the
lembas
,
worse
than
Gollum
did
.
It
's
scattered
about
and
some
of
it
is
trampled
and
broken
,
but
I
've
gathered
it
together
.
It
's
not
far
short
of
what
you
've
got
.
But
they
've
taken
Faramir
's
food
,
and
they
've
slashed
up
my
water-bottle
.
"
"
Well
,
there
's
no
more
to
be
said
,
"
said
Sam
.
"
We
've
got
enough
to
start
on
.
But
the
water
's
going
to
be
a
bad
business
.
But
come
Mr.
Frodo
!
Off
we
go
,
or
a
whole
lake
of
it
wo
n't
do
us
any
good
!
"
"
Not
till
you
've
had
a
mouthful
,
Sam
,
"
said
Frodo
.
"
I
wo
n't
budge
.
Here
,
take
this
elven-cake
,
and
drink
that
last
drop
in
your
bottle
!
The
whole
thing
is
quite
hopeless
,
so
it
's
no
good
worrying
about
tomorrow
.
It
probably
wo
n't
come
.
"
