[HerenIstarion]

H-I was no longer grumpy, as his hunger and weariness were cured with the rich food of the Shire. Having helped Ancalimon with the fireworks, he was sitting quitely by the tree, smoking his pipe and feasting his eyes on their common handiwork. "Why, this Ancalimon proved himself to be skilled craftsman' he murmured' Even I can learn a thing or two from him. Once the party is over, I am going to have a long talk with him: such a talk as I have not had in all my time. We shall have much to say to one another'. He puffed out yet another smoke-ring and fell silent again.