Властелин колец: Братство кольца
Many Meetings
Theretheysatforsomewhile,lookingthroughthewindowatthebrightstarsabovethesteep-climbingwoods,andtalkingsoftly.TheyspokenomoreofthesmallnewsoftheShirefaraway,norofthedarkshadowsandperilsthatencompassedthem,butofthefairthingstheyhadseenintheworldtogether,oftheElves,ofthestars,oftrees,andthegentlefallofthebrightyearinthewoods.
Atlasttherecameaknockonthedoor."Beggingyourpardon,"saidSam,puttinginhishead,"butIwasjustwonderingifyouwouldbewantinganything."
"Andbeggingyours,SamGamgee,"repliedBilbo."Iguessyoumeanthatitistimeyourmasterwenttobed."
"Well,sir,thereisaCouncilearlytomorrow,Ihearandheonlygotuptodayforthefirsttime."
"Quiteright,Sam,"laughedBilbo."YoucantrotoffandtellGandalfthathehasgonetobed.Goodnight,Frodo!Blessme,butithasbeengoodtoseeyouagain!Therearenofolklikehobbitsafterallforarealgoodtalk.Iamgettingveryold,andIbegantowonderifIshouldeverlivetoseeyourchaptersofourstory.Goodnight!I’lltakeawalk,Ithink,andlookatthestarsofElberethinthegarden.Sleepwell!"
