Morai looked up and found a hobbit offering her hand. With Morai's large platform boots, Stacey found it difficult to pull the young woman off the floor. After one last heave, Morai stood up.
"Hi, my names Morai, thanks for helping me up." Pointing over to Harlon, she said, "And that's Harlon Nowane, the best fool ever to cartweel into the Downs."
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