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			It was around noon.  Barodir had to leave now, or he'd never make it in time.
 He stood up, without saying a word and left out the door.  He got his horse and took off down the road the way Pio told him to.
 
 "I wonder if I shall ever return to this fair establishment?" he pondered.  "I must stay focused though.  I must return to Minas Tirith in time!"
 
 And with that, he rode away over the hill and out of the Shire.
 
 Barodir's story shall continue, after I get a good idea of what to do.  Maybe he'll return in a few "days".  We shall see...
 
				__________________" If you don't let me in Frodo, I shall blow your door right down your hole and out through the hill."
 -Gandalf
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