Endereth watched as the company gorged themselves on the spread which Bombadil had prepared for them. She cared not much for food. Several times in her life she had gone a few weeks without so much as a few handfuls of water, and she was also too worried abot Calentoliel to eat. Over and over in her mind, she saw her friend staggering half-dead through the woods, pale, hungry and unable to take a few steps without resting. The fact that she was now mute helped not at all.
Endereth tried to restrain herself through the day, but when both Bombadil and Goldberry were finally home, Radagast began to tell them the company's story. Ender's heart began to race as she saw Calentoliel again and again, each time her suffering becoming worse and worse. Finally, without realizing, Ender stopped Radagast in mid-sentence, jamming her sword between the floorboards with a loud THUD.
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That best portion of a good man's life,
His little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love.
.................William Wordsworth
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