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"Nay, dear Lord," she said, "that choice is long over. There is now no ship that would bear me hence and I muse indeed abide the doom of men, whether I will or I nill: the loss and the silence."
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"Hobbits! Well, what next? I have heard of strange doings in this land, but I have seldom heard of a hobbit sleeping out of doors under a tree. Three of them! There's something mighty queer behind this."
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