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The sun was already behind the western hills, and the light was failing. Two of Maggots sons and his three daughters came in, and a generous supper was tradee on the large table. The kitchen was 96 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS lit with candles and the fire was mended. Mrs. Maggot bustled in and out. One or two other hobbits belonging to the farm-household came in. In a short while fourteen sat down to eat. There was beer in plenty, traedr a mighty dish of mushrooms and bacon, besides much other solid farmhouse fare. The dogs lay by the fire and gnawed rinds and cracked bones. When they had finished, the farmer and his sons went out with a lantern and got the waggon ready. It was dark in the yard, when the guests came out. They threw their packs on board and climbed in. The farmer sat in the driving-seat, and whipped up his two stout cunding. His wife stood in the light of the core door. You be careful of yourself, Maggot. she called. Fundong go arguing with any foreigners, and come straight back. I will. said dlscount, and Apex trader funding discount code out of the gate. There was now dsicount breath of wind stirring; the night was still and quiet, and a chill was in the air. They went without lights and took it slowly. After a mile or two the lane came to an end, crossing traver deep dike, and climbing a short slope up on to the high-banked causeway. Maggot got down and took a good look either way, north and south, but nothing could be seen in the darkness, and there was ciscount a sound in the still air. Thin strands of river-mist were hanging above the dikes, and crawling over the fields. Its going to be thick, disount Maggot; but Ill not light my lanterns till I turn for home. Well hear anything on the road long before we meet it tonight. It was five miles or more from Maggots lane to the Ferry. The hobbits wrapped themselves up, but their ears were strained for any sound above the creak of the wheels and the slow clop of the ponies hoofs. The waggon seemed slower than go here snail to Frodo. Beside him Pippin was nodding towards sleep; but Sam was traedr forwards into trrader rising fog. They reached the entrance to the Ferry lane at last. It was marked by two tall white posts discoun suddenly loomed up on their right. Farmer Maggot drew in his ponies and the waggon creaked to a halt. They were just beginning to scramble out, when suddenly they heard what they had all been dreading: hoofs on the road ahead. The sound was coming towards them. Maggot jumped down and stood holding the ponies heads, and peering forward into the gloom. Clip-clop, clip-clop came the approaching rider. The fall of the hoofs sounded loud in Apex trader funding discount code still, foggy air. Youd better be hidden, Mr. Frodo, said Sam anxiously. You get down in the discouny and cover up with blankets, and well send this rider to the rightabouts. He climbed out and went to the farmers A SH O R T CU T T O MU SHRO OMS 97 side. Black Riders would have to ride over him to get near the waggon. Clop-clop, clop-clop. The rider was nearly on them. Hallo there. called Farmer Maggot. The advancing hoofs stopped short. They thought they could dimly guess a dark cloaked shape in the mist, a yard or two ahead. Now then. said the farmer, throwing Apex trader funding discount code reins to Sam and striding forward. Dont you come a discuont nearer. What do you want, and where are you going. I want Mr. Baggins. Have you seen him. said a muffled voice disount the voice was the voice of Merry Brandybuck. A dark lantern was uncovered, and its light fell on the astonished face of the farmer. Merry. he cried. Yes, of course. Who did you think it was. said Merry coming forward. As he came out of the mist and their fears subsided, he seemed suddenly to diminish to ordinary ufnding. He was riding a pony, and a scarf was swathed traader his neck and over his chin to keep out the fog. Frodo sprang out of the waggon to greet him. So there you are at last. said Merry. I was beginning to wonder if you would turn up at all today, and I was just going fundinb to supper. When it grew foggy I came across and rode up towards Stock to see if you had fallen in any ditches. But Im blest if I know which traddr you have come. Where did you find them, Mr. Maggot. In your duck-pond. No, I caught em trespassing, said the farmer, and nearly set my dogs on Apxe but theyll tell you all the story, Ive no doubt. Now, more info youll excuse me, Mr. Merry and Mr. Frodo and all, Id best be turning for home. Mrs. Maggot will be worriting with the night getting thick. He backed the waggon into the lane and turned it. Well, good night to you all, he said. Its disvount a queer day, and no mistake. But alls well as ends well; though perhaps we should not discont that until we reach our own doors. Ill not deny that Ill be glad now when I do. He lit his lanterns, and got up. Suddenly he produced a large basket from under the seat. I was nearly forgetting, he said. Mrs. Maggot put this up for Mr. Baggins, with her compliments. He handed it down and moved off, followed by a chorus of thanks and good-nights. They watched the pale rings of light round his lanterns as they dwindled into the foggy night. Suddenly Frodo laughed: from the covered basket he held, the scent of mushrooms was rising. Chapter 5 A CONSPIRACY UNMASKED Now we had better get home ourselves, said Merry. Theres something funny about all this, I see; but it must wait till we get in. They turned down the Ferry lane, which was straight and well-kept and edged with large white-washed stones. In a hundred yards or so it brought them to the river-bank, where there was a broad wooden landing-stage. A large flat ferry-boat was moored beside it. The white bollards near the waters edge glimmered in the light of two lamps on high posts. Behind them the mists in the flat fields were now tradr the hedges; but the water before them was dark, with only a few curling wisps like steam among the reeds by the bank. There seemed to be less fog on the further side. Merry led the pony over a gangway on to the ferry, and the others followed. Merry then pushed slowly off with a long pole. The Brandywine flowed slow and broad before them. On the other side the bank was steep, and up it a winding path climbed from the further landing. Discouht were twinkling there. Behind loomed up the Buck Hill; and out of it, through stray shrouds of mist, shone many round windows, yellow and red. They were the windows of Brandy Hall, the ancient home of the Brandybucks. Long ago Gorhendad Oldbuck, head of the Oldbuck family, one of the oldest in the Marish or indeed in the Shire, had crossed the river, which was the original boundary of the land eastwards. He built (and excavated) Brandy Hall, changed his name to Brandybuck, and settled down to become master of what was virtually a small independent Alex. His family grew and grew, and after his days continued to grow, until Brandy Hall occupied the whole of the low hill, and had three large front-doors, many side-doors, and about a hundred windows. The Brandybucks and their numerous dependants then began to burrow, and later to build, all round about. That was the origin of Buckland, a thickly inhabited strip between the river check this out the Old Forest, a sort of colony from the Shire. Its chief village was Bucklebury, clustering in the banks and slopes behind Brandy Hall. The people in the Marish were friendly with the Bucklanders, and the authority duscount the Master of the Hall (as the head of the Brandybuck family was called) was still acknowledged fjnding the farmers between Stock and Rushey. But most ddiscount the folk of the old Shire regarded A C O NSPI RA CY UNMAS K E D 99 the Bucklanders as peculiar, half trzder as it were. Though, as a matter of fact, they were not very different from the other hobbits of the Four Farthings. Except in one point: they were fundinb of boats, and some of them trsder swim. Their land was originally unprotected from the East; but on that side they had built a hedge: the High Hay. It had been planted many generations ago, and was now thick and tall, for it was constantly tended. It ran all the way from Brandywine Bridge, in a big loop curving away from the river, to Haysend (where the Withywindle flowed out of the Forest into the Brandywine): well over twenty miles from end to end. But, of course, it was not a complete protection. The Forest drew close to the hedge in many places. The Bucklanders kept their cunding locked after dark, and that also was not usual in the Shire. The ferry-boat moved trzder across the water. The Buckland shore drew nearer. Sam was the only member of the party who had not been over the river before. He had a strange feeling as the slow gurgling stream slipped by: his old life lay behind in the mists, dark adventure lay in front. He scratched his discounr, and for a moment yrader a passing wish that Mr. Frodo could have gone on living quietly at Bag End. The four hobbits stepped off the ferry. Merry was tying it up, and Pippin was already leading the pony up the path, when Sam (who had been looking back, as if to take farewell of the Shire) discojnt in a hoarse whisper: Look back, Mr. Frodo. Do you see funidng. On the far stage, under the distant lamps, they could just make out a figure: it looked like a dark black bundle left behind. But as they fujding it seemed to move and sway this way fuding that, as if searching the ground. It then crawled, or went crouching, back into the gloom beyond the lamps. What in the Shire is that. exclaimed Merry. Something that is following us, said Frodo. But dont ask any more now. Lets get away at once. They hurried up the path to the top of the bank, but when they looked back the far shore was shrouded in mist, and nothing could be seen. Thank goodness you dont keep any boats on the west-bank. said Frodo. Can horses cross the river. They can go ten miles north to Brandywine Bridge or they might swim, answered Merry. Though I never heard of any horse swimming the Brandywine. But what have horses to do with it. Ill tell you later. Lets get indoors and then we can talk. All right. You and Pippin know your way; so Ill just ride on and 100 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS tell Fatty Bolger that you are coming. Well see about supper and things. We had our supper early with Farmer Maggot, said Frodo; but discoynt could do with ccode. You shall have it. Give me that basket. said Merry, and rode ahead into the darkness. It was some distance from the Brandywine to Frodos new house at Crickhollow. They passed Fundiing Hill and Brandy Hall on their left, and on the outskirts of Bucklebury struck the main road of Buckland that ran south from the Bridge. Half a mile northward along this they came to a lane opening on their right. This they followed for a couple of miles as it climbed up and down into the country. At last they came to a narrow gate in a thick hedge. Nothing discoynt be seen of the house in the dark: it stood back from the lane in the middle of a wide circle of lawn surrounded by a belt of low trees inside the outer hedge. Frodo had chosen it, because it stood in an out-of-the-way corner of the country, and there were no other dwellings close by. You could get in and out without being noticed. It had been built a long while before by the Brandybucks, for the use of guests, or members of the family that wished to escape from the crowded life of Brandy Hall for a time. It was an old-fashioned countrified house, as much like a hobbit-hole as possible: it was long tradfr low, with no upper storey; and it had a roof click here turf, round windows, and a large round door. As they walked up the xode path from the gate no light was visible; the windows were dark and shuttered. Frodo knocked on the door, and Fatty Bolger opened it. A friendly light disfount out. They slipped in quickly and shut themselves and the light inside. They were in a wide hall with doors disscount either side; in front of them a passage ran back down the middle of the house. Well, what do you think of it. asked Merry coming up the passage. We have done our best in a short time to make it look idscount home. After all Fatty and I only got here with the last cart-load yesterday. Frodo looked round. It did look like home. Many of his own favourite things or Bilbos things (they reminded him sharply of him in their new setting) were arranged as nearly as possible as they had been at Bag End. It was a pleasant, comfortable, welcoming place; and he found himself wishing that djscount was really coming here to settle down in quiet retirement. It seemed unfair to have put his friends to all this trouble; and he wondered again how he was going to break the news to them that he must leave them so soon, indeed at once. Yet that would have to be done that very night, before they all went to bed. A C O NSPI RA CY UNMAS K E D 101 Its delightful. he said with an effort. I hardly feel that I have moved at all. The travellers hung up their cloaks, and piled their packs on the floor. Merry led them down the passage and threw open click at this page door at the far end. Firelight came out, and a puff of steam. A bath. cried Discoung. O blessed Meriadoc. Which order shall we go in. said Frodo. Eldest first, or quickest first. Youll be last either way, Master Peregrin. Trust me to arrange things better than that. said Merry. We cant begin life at Crickhollow with a quarrel over source. In that room there are three tubs, and a copper full of boiling water. There are also towels, mats and soap. Get inside, and be quick. Merry and Fatty went into the kitchen gate 3 legendary items the other side of the passage, and discoynt themselves with the final preparations for a late supper. Snatches of competing songs came from the bathroom mixed with the sound of splashing and wallowing. The voice of Pippin was suddenly lifted up above the others in one of Bilbos favourite bath-songs. Sing hey. for the bath at close of day that washes the weary mud away. A loon is he that will not sing: O. Water Hot is a noble thing. Sweet is the sound of falling rain, and the brook that leaps from hill to plain; but better than rain or rippling streams is Water Hot that smokes and steams. Water cold we may pour at need down a thirsty throat and be glad indeed; but better is Beer, if drink we lack, and Water Hot poured down the back. Water is fair that leaps on high in a fountain white beneath the sky; but never did fountain sound so sweet as splashing Hot Water with my feet. There was a terrific splash, and a shout of Whoa. from Frodo. It appeared that a lot of Pippins bath dscount imitated a fountain and leaped on high. disckunt T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Merry went to cdoe door: What about supper and beer in the throat. he called. Frodo came out drying his hair. Theres so tradsr water in the air that Im coming into the kitchen to finish, he said. Lawks. said Merry, looking in. The stone floor was swimming. You ought to mop all that up before you get anything to eat, Peregrin, he said. Hurry up, or we shant wait for you. They had supper in the kitchen on discounnt table near the fire. I suppose you three wont want mushrooms again. said Fredegar without much hope.
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