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"
Then
what
have
you
seen
with
them
?
"
snarled
the
other
.
"
Garn
!
You
do
n't
even
know
what
you
're
looking
for
.
"
"
Whose
blame
's
that
?
"
said
the
soldier
.
"
Not
mine
.
That
comes
from
Higher
Up
.
First
they
say
it
's
a
great
Elf
in
bright
armour
,
then
it
's
a
sort
of
small
dwarf-man
,
then
it
must
be
a
pack
of
rebel
Uruk-hai
;
or
maybe
it
's
all
the
lot
together
.
"
"
Ar
!
"
said
the
tracker
.
"
They
've
lost
their
heads
,
that
's
what
it
is
.
And
some
of
the
bosses
are
going
to
lose
their
skins
too
,
I
guess
,
if
what
I
hear
is
true
:
Tower
raided
and
all
,
and
hundreds
of
your
lads
done
in
,
and
prisoner
got
away
.
If
that
's
the
way
you
fighters
go
on
,
small
wonder
there
's
bad
news
from
the
battles
.
"
"
Who
says
there
's
bad
news
?
"
shouted
the
soldier
.
"
Ar
!
Who
says
there
is
n't
?
"
"
That
's
cursed
rebel-talk
,
and
I
'll
stick
you
,
if
you
do
n't
shut
it
down
,
see
?
"
"
All
right
,
all
right
!
"
said
the
tracker
.
"
I
'll
say
no
more
and
go
on
thinking
.
But
what
's
the
black
sneak
got
to
do
with
it
all
?
That
gobbler
with
the
flapping
hands
?
"
"
I
do
n't
know
.
Nothing
,
maybe
.
But
he
's
up
to
no
good
,
nosing
around
,
I
'll
wager
.
Curse
him
!
No
sooner
had
he
slipped
us
and
run
off
than
word
came
he
's
wanted
alive
,
wanted
quick
.
"
"
Well
,
I
hope
they
get
him
and
put
him
through
it
,
"
growled
the
tracker
.
"
He
messed
up
the
scent
back
there
,
pinching
that
cast-off
mail-shirt
that
he
found
,
and
paddling
all
round
the
place
before
I
could
get
there
.
"
