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1298 the <strong>return</strong> of the king<br />

the landlord’s face looked rather wrinkled and careworn.<br />

He led them down the passage to the parlour that they had<br />

used on that strange night more than a year ago; and they<br />

followed him, a little disquieted, for it seemed plain to them<br />

that old Barliman was putting a brave face on some trouble.<br />

Things were not what they had been. But they said nothing,<br />

and waited.<br />

As they expected Mr. Butterbur came to the parlour after<br />

supper to see if all had been to their liking. As indeed it had:<br />

no change for the worse had yet come upon the beer or the<br />

victuals at The Pony, at any rate. ‘Now I won’t make so<br />

bold as to suggest you should come to the Common Room<br />

tonight,’ said Butterbur. ‘You’ll be tired; and there isn’t many<br />

folk there this evening, anyway. But if you could spare me<br />

half an hour before you go to your beds, I would dearly like<br />

to have some talk with you, quiet-like by ourselves.’<br />

‘That is just what we should like, too,’ said Gandalf. ‘We<br />

are not tired. We have been taking things easy. We were wet,<br />

cold and hungry, but all that you have cured. Come, sit down!<br />

And if you have any pipe-weed, we’ll bless you.’<br />

‘Well, if you’d called for anything else, I’d have been happier,’<br />

said Butterbur. ‘That’s just a thing that we’re short of,<br />

seeing how we’ve only got what we grow ourselves, and that’s<br />

not enough. There’s none to be had from the Shire these<br />

days. But I’ll do what I can.’<br />

When he came back he brought them enough to last them<br />

for a day or two, a wad of uncut leaf. ‘Southlinch,’ he said,<br />

‘and the best we have; but not the match of Southfarthing,<br />

as I’ve always said, though I’m all for Bree in most matters,<br />

begging your pardon.’<br />

They put him in a large chair by the wood-fire, and<br />

Gandalf sat on the other side of the hearth, and the hobbits<br />

in low chairs between them; and then they talked for many<br />

times half an hour, and exchanged all such news as Mr.<br />

Butterbur wished to hear or give. Most of the things which<br />

they had to tell were a mere wonder and bewilderment to<br />

their host, and far beyond his vision; and they brought forth

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