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...he heard Bilbo's voice speaking. I don't think much of your diary, he said. Snowstorms on January 23; there was no need to come back to report that!
But I wanted rest and sleep, Bilbo, Frodo answered with an effort, when he felt himself shaken, and he came back painfully to wakefulness. Boromir had liften him off the ground out of a nest of snow.
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Luckily, Elrond insured that we had plenty of
Miruvor, and Boromir insisted that we bring plenty of wood.
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Their hearts were rejoiced to see the light of the fire. The wood burned merrily; and though all around it the snow hissed, and pools of slush crept under their feet, they warmed their hands gladly at the blaze. There they stood, stooping in a circle round the little dancing and blowing flames. A red light was on their tired and anxious faces; behind them the night was like a black wall.
But the wood was burning fast, and the snow still fell.
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I wonder how the rest of the fellowship is faring?