I wandered about in Chetwood today; but I think I'm almost out. Merry and Pippin have been lagging behind, but I told them that we're almost out of "this wretched wood that we shan't dare to enter again, at least not without a guide!"
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"There's a big...machine in the sky...some kind of electric snake...coming straight at us."
"Shoot it," said my attorney.
"Not yet...I want to study its habits."
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