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Songo was in the process of telling one of his fantastic (he thought) tales, which involved a dragon and lots of fighting, to anyone who was listening (which turned out not to be very many). He had been told it by the same great-uncle who had given him the hat.
But then he saw the barman, who he now knew was the lanord who was called Dick looking at him, and misinterpreting his glance, went up to him and said, pointing to his mug, "Thish ish exshellent shider, good mashter hobbit," his most polite voice, not realising how preposterous this seemed. But out of the corner of his eye he saw a familiar face. It was the Man.
He turned to look at the dark-clothed, slightly shabby man sitting next to him, who was relating his tales of how he had chanced upon the Inn to Dick. He leaned over and said "Hey, I know you. I saw you before the way here when you were-" he stopped suddenly, blushing, and turned away for a moment.
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