Властелин колец: Братство кольца
At the Sign of the Prancing Pony
TherewereprobablymanymoreOutsidersscatteredaboutintheWestoftheWorldinthosedaysthanthepeopleoftheShireimagined.Some,doubtless,werenobetterthantramps,readytodigaholeinanybankandstayonlyaslongasitsuitedthem.ButintheBree-land,atanyrate,thehobbitsweredecentandprosperous,andnomorerusticthanmostoftheirdistantrelativesInside.ItwasnotyetforgottenthattherehadbeenatimewhentherewasmuchcomingandgoingbetweentheShireandBree.TherewasBree-bloodintheBrandybucksbyallaccounts.
ThevillageofBreehadsomehundredstonehousesoftheBigFolk,mostlyabovetheRoad,nestlingonthehillsidewithwindowslookingwest.Onthatside,runninginmorethanhalfacirclefromthehillandbacktoit,therewasadeepdikewithathickhedgeontheinnerside.OverthistheRoadcrossedbyacauseway;butwhereitpiercedthehedgeitwasbarredbyagreatgate.TherewasanothergateinthesoutherncornerwheretheRoadranoutofthevillage.Thegateswereclosedatnightfall;butjustinsidethemweresmalllodgesforthegatekeepers.
DownontheRoad,whereitswepttotherighttogoroundthefootofthehill,therewasalargeinn.Ithadbeenbuiltlongagowhenthetrafficontheroadshadbeenfargreater.ForBreestoodatanoldmeetingofways;anotherancientroadcrossedtheEastRoadjustoutsidethedikeatthewesternendofthevillage,andinformerdaysMenandotherfolkofvarioussortshadtravelledmuchonit.
