Властелин колец: Братство кольца
A Short Cut to Mushrooms
Theywentintothefarmer’skitchen,andsatbythewidefire-place.Mrs.Maggotbroughtoutbeerinahugejug,andfiledfourlargemugs.Itwasagoodbrew,andPippinfoundhimselfmorethancompensatedformissingtheGoldenPerch.Samsippedhisbeersuspiciously.HehadanaturalmistrustoftheinhabitantsofotherpartsoftheShire;andalsohewasnotdisposedtobequickfriendswithanyonewhohadbeatenhismaster,howeverlongago.
Afterafewremarksabouttheweatherandtheagriculturalprospects(whichwerenoworsethanusual),FarmerMaggotputdownhismugandlookedatthemallinturn.
"Now,Mr.Peregrin,"hesaid,’wheremightyoubecomingfrom,andwheremightyoubegoingto?Wereyoucomingtovisit’me?For,ifso,youhadgonepastmygatewithoutmyseeingyou."
"Wel,no,"answeredPippin."Totellyouthetruth,sinceyouhaveguessedit,wegotintothelanefromtheotherend:wehadcomeoveryourfields.Butthatwasquitebyaccident.Welostourwayinthewoods,backnearWoodhal,tryingtotakeashortcuttotheFerry."
"Ifyouwereinahurry,theroadwouldhaveservedyoubetter,"saidthefarmer."ButIwasn’tworryingaboutthat.Youhaveleavetowalkovermyland,ifyouhaveamind,Mr.
Peregrin.Andyou,Mr.Baggins-thoughIdaresayyoustilllikemushrooms."Helaughed."Ahyes,Irecognizedthename.IrecolectthetimewhenyoungFrodoBagginswasoneoftheworstyoungrascalsofBuckland.Butitwasn’tmushroomsIwasthinkingof.IhadjustheardthenameBagginsbeforeyouturnedup.Whatdoyouthinkthatfunnycustomeraskedme?"Theywaitedanxiouslyforhimtogoon.
