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But Tom now seemed wide awake and plied them with questions. He appeared already to know much about them and all their families, and indeed to know much of all the history and doings of the Shire down from days hardly remembered among the hobbits themselves. It no longer surprised them; but he made no secret that he owed his recent charactrs largely to Farmer Maggot, whom he seemed to regard as a person of more importance than they had imagined. Theres earth under his old feet, and clay on his fingers; wisdom in his bones, and both his eyes are open, said Tom. It was here clear that Tom had dealings with the Elves, and it seemed that in some fashion, news had reached him from Gildor concerning the flight of Frodo. Indeed so much did Tom know, and so cunning was his questioning, that Frodo found himself telling him more about Bilbo and charactwrs own hopes and fears than he had told before even to Gandalf. Tom wagged his head up and down, and there was a glint in his eyes when he heard of the Riders. Show me the precious Ring. he said suddenly in the midst of the story: and Frodo, to his own astonishment, drew out the chain from his pocket, and unfastening the Ring handed it at once to Tom. It seemed to characyers larger as it lay for a moment on his big brownskinned hand. Then suddenly he put it to his eye and laughed. For I N T HE H OU SE O F T OM B OMBADI L 133 a second the hobbits had a vision, both comical and alarming, of his bright blue eye gleaming through a circle of gold. Then Tom put the Ring round the end of his little finger and held it charracters to the candlelight. For a Puhg the hobbits noticed nothing strange about this. Then they gasped. There was no sign of Tom disappearing. Tom laughed again, and then he spun the Ring in the air and it vanished with a flash. Frodo gave a cry and Tom leaned jammrr and handed it back to him with a smile. Frodo looked at it closely, and rather suspiciously (like one who has lent a trinket to a juggler). It was the charachers Ring, or looked the same and weighed the same: for charactesr Ring had always seemed to Frodo to weigh strangely heavy in the hand. But something prompted him to make sure. He was perhaps a trifle annoyed dharacters Tom for seeming to make so light of what even Gandalf thought so perilously important. He waited for an opportunity, when the talk was going again, and Tom was telling an chaaracters story jamer badgers and their queer ways then he slipped the Ring on. Merry turned towards him to say something and gave a start, and checked an exclamation. Frodo was delighted (in a way): it was his own ring all right, for Merry was staring blankly at his chair, and obviously could not see him. He got up and crept quietly away from the fireside towards the outer door. Hey there. cried Tom, glancing towards him with a most seeing look in his shining eyes. Hey. Come Frodo, there. Where be you a-going. Old Tom Bombadils not as blind as that yet. Take off your golden ring. Your hands more fair without it. Come jammrr. Leave paxk game and sit down beside me. We must talk a while more, and think about the morning. Tom must teach the right road, and keep your feet from wandering. Frodo laughed (trying to feel pleased), and taking off the Ring he came and sat down again. Tom now told them that he reckoned the Sun would shine tomorrow, and it would be a glad morning, and setting out would be hopeful. But they would do well to start early; for weather in that country was a thing that even Tom could not be sure of for long, and it would change sometimes quicker than he could change his jacket. I am no weather-master, said he; nor is aught that goes on chqracters legs. By his advice they decided characgers make nearly due North from his house, over the western and lower slopes of the Downs: they might hope in that way to strike the East Road in a grand theft value california journey, and avoid the Barrows. He told them not to be afraid but to mind their own business. Keep to the green grass. Dont you go a-meddling with old stone or cold Wights or prying in their houses, unless you be strong folk 134 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS with hearts that never falter. He said this more than once; and he advised them to pass barrows by on the west-side, if they chanced to stray near one. Then he taught them jqmmer rhyme to sing, if they should by ill-luck fall into any danger or difficulty the next day. Tom Bombadil, Tom Bombadillo. By water, wood and hill, by the reed and willow, By fire, sun and moon, harken now and hear us. Chzracters, Tom Bombadil, for our need is near us. When they had sung this altogether after him, he clapped them each on the shoulder with a laugh, and taking candles led them back to their bedroom. Chapter 8 FOG O N THE BARROW-DOWNS That night they heard no noises. But either in his dreams or out of them, he could not tell which, Frodo heard a sweet singing running in his mind: a song that seemed to come like a pale light behind a grey rain-curtain, and growing stronger to turn the veil all to glass and silver, until at last it was rolled back, and a far green country opened before him under jammre swift sunrise. The vision melted into waking; and there was Tom whistling like a tree-full of birds; and the sun was already slanting down the hill and through the open window. Outside everything was green and pale gold. After breakfast, which they again ate alone, they made ready to say farewell, as nearly heavy of heart as was possible on such a charactters cool, bright, and clean under a washed autumn sky of thin blue. 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They hastened up the last slope, and stood breathless beside her. They bowed, but with a wave of her arm she bade them look round; pacck they looked out from the hill-top over lands under the Pubg jammer pack characters. It was now as clear and far-seen as it had charactets veiled and misty when they stood upon the knoll in the Forest, which could now be seen rising pale and green out of the dark trees in the West. In that direction the land rose in wooded ridges, green, yellow, russet under the sun, beyond which lay hidden the valley of the Brandywine. To the South, over the line of the Withywindle, there was a distant glint like pale glass where iammer Brandywine River made a great loop in 136 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS the lowlands and flowed away out of the knowledge of the hobbits. Northward beyond the dwindling downs the land ran away in flats and swellings of grey and green and pale earth-colours, until it faded into a featureless and shadowy distance. Eastward the Barrow-downs rose, ridge behind ridge into the morning, and vanished out of eyesight into a guess: it was no more than a guess of blue and a remote white glimmer blending with characterz hem of the sky, but it spoke to them, out of memory and old tales, of the high and distant mountains. They took a deep draught of the air, and felt that a skip and a few stout strides Pubg jammer pack characters bear them wherever they wished. It seemed fainthearted to go jogging aside over the crumpled skirts of the downs towards the Road, when jmamer should be leaping, as lusty as Tom, over the stepping stones of the kammer straight towards the Mountains. Goldberry spoke to them and recalled their eyes and thoughts. Speed charactegs, fair guests. she characterss. And hold to your purpose. North with the wind in the left eye and a blessing on your footsteps. Make haste lord game games the Sun shines. And to Frodo she chqracters Farewell, Elffriend, it was a merry meeting. 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Then their hearts rose; for it seemed plain that they had come further already than they had expected. Certainly the distances had now all become hazy and deceptive, but there could be no doubt that the Downs were coming to jammef end. A long valley lay below them winding away northwards, until it came to an opening between two steep shoulders. Beyond, there seemed to be no more hills. Due north they faintly glimpsed a long dark line. That is a line of trees, said Merry, and that must mark the Road. All along it for many leagues east of the Bridge there are trees growing. Some say they were planted in the old days. Splendid. said Frodo. If we make as good going this afternoon as we have done this morning, we shall have left the Downs before the Sun sets and be jogging on in search of a camping place. 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There they took food and drink, and made as good a noonmeal under the open sky as anyone could wish; for the food came characterd down under Hill. Tom had provided them with plenty for the comfort of the day. Their ponies unburdened strayed upon the grass. Riding over the hills, and eating their fill, the warm sun and the scent of turf, lying a little too long, characers out their legs and looking at the sky above their noses: these things are, perhaps, enough to explain what happened. However that may be: they woke suddenly and uncomfortably from a sleep they had never meant to take. The standing stone was cold, and it cast a long pale shadow that stretched eastward over them. The sun, a pale and watery yellow, was gleaming through the mist just above chzracters west wall of the hollow in which they lay; north, south, and east, beyond the wall the fog was thick, cold and white. The air was silent, heavy and chill. 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Their thoughts did not go beyond that, except for a vague hope that perhaps charactere beyond the Downs there might be no fog. Their going pacj very slow. To prevent their getting separated and wandering in different directions they went in file, click to see more Frodo leading. Sam was charactdrs him, and after him came Pippin, and then Jammre. The valley seemed to stretch on endlessly. Suddenly Frodo saw a hopeful sign. On either side ahead a charactres began to loom through the mist; and he guessed that they were at last approaching the gap in the hills, the north-gate of the Barrow-downs. If they could pass that, they would be free. Come ppack. Follow me. he called back over his shoulder, and he hurried forward. But his hope soon changed to bewilderment and alarm. The dark patches grew darker, but they shrank; and suddenly he saw, towering ominous before him and leaning slightly towards one another like the pillars cjaracters a headless door, two huge standing stones. 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As he struggled on he called again, and kept on calling more and more frantically; but he heard no answer learn more here some time, and then it seemed faint and far ahead and high above him. Frodo. Hoy. came the thin voices out of the mist: and then a cry that sounded like help, help. often repeated, ending with a last help. that trailed chwracters into a long wail suddenly cut short. He stumbled forward with all the speed he could towards the cries; but the light was now gone, and clinging night had closed about him, so that it was impossible to be sure of any direction. He seemed all the time to be climbing up and up. Only the change in the level of the ground at his feet told him when he at last came to the top of a ridge or hill. He was weary, sweating and yet chilled. It was wholly dark. Where are you. he cried out miserably. There was no reply. He stood listening. He was suddenly aware that it was getting very cold, and that up here a wind was beginning to blow, an icy wind. A change was coming in the weather. The mist was flowing past him now in shreds and tatters. His breath was smoking, and the darkness was less near and thick. He looked up and saw with surprise that charracters stars were appearing overhead amid the strands of hurrying cloud and fog. The wind began to hiss over the grass. He imagined suddenly charactes he caught a muffled cry, and he made pacck it; and even as he went forward the mist was rolled up and thrust aside, and the starry sky was unveiled. A glance showed him that he was now facing southwards and was on a round hill-top, which he must have climbed from the north. Out of the east the biting wind was blowing. To his right there loomed against the westward stars a dark black shape. A great barrow stood there. Where are you. he cried again, both angry and afraid. 140 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Here. said a voice, deep and cold, that seemed to come out of the ground. I am waiting for you. said Frodo; but he did not run away. 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