Властелин колец: Братство кольца
Many Meetings
TohisdistressandamazementhefoundthathewasnolongerlookingatBilbo;ashadowseemedtohavefallenbetweenthem,andthroughithefoundhimselfeyeingalittlewrinkledcreaturewithahungryfaceandbonygropinghands.Hefeltadesiretostrikehim.
Themusicandsingingroundthemseemedtofalterandasilencefell.BilbolookedquicklyatFrodo’sfaceandpassedhishandacrosshiseyes."Iunderstandnow,"hesaid."Putitaway!Iamsorry:sorryyouhavecomeinforthisburden:sorryabouteverything.Don’tadventureseverhaveanend?Isupposenot.Someoneelsealwayshastocarryonthestory.Well,itcan’tbehelped.Iwonderifit’sanygoodtryingtofinishmybook?Butdon’tlet’sworryaboutitnow-let’shavesomerealNews!TellmeallabouttheShire!"
FrodohidtheRingaway,andtheshadowpassedleavinghardlyashredofmemory.ThelightandmusicofRivendellwasabouthimagain.Bilbosmiledandlaughedhappily.EveryitemofnewsfromtheShirethatFrodocouldtell-aidedandcorrectednowandagainbySam-wasofthegreatestinteresttohim,fromthefellingoftheleasttreetothepranksofthesmallestchildinHobbiton.TheyweresodeepinthedoingsoftheFourFarthingsthattheydidnotnoticethearrivalofamancladindarkgreencloth.Formanyminuteshestoodlookingdownatthemwithasmile.
SuddenlyBilbolookedup."Ah,thereyouareatlast,Dunadan!"hecried.
"Strider!"saidFrodo."Youseemtohavealotofnames.
