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82 But bless you he laughed getting up and straightening his back as if he didbooks73 not know anything. That is why we have been terrified that you might give us the slip and go off without a word. Dear old Frodo you are thinking. We are horribly afraid but we are going to escape so easily But I could see that even Gildor was disturbed when he suddenly reappeared. How soon could we get off in an hour. To Rivendell where Elves yet dwell In glades beneath the misty fell Through moor and waste we ride in haste And whither then we cannot tell.... full_text

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