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Has it been a bad year, or what. I thought it had been a fine summer and harvest. Well no, the years been good enough, said Hob. We grows a lot of food, but we dont rightly know what becomes of it. Its all these gatherers and sharers, I reckon, going round counting and measuring and taking off to storage. They do more gathering than sharing, and we never see most of the stuff again. Oh come. said Pippin yawning. This is all too tiresome for me tonight. Weve got food in our bags. Just give us a room to here down in. Itll be better than many places I have seen. 1000 T Click at this page L ORD O F THE R INGS The hobbits at the gate still seemed ill at ease, evidently some rule or other was being broken; but there was no gainsaying four such masterfultravellers, all armed, and two ofthem uncommonly large and strong-looking. Frodo ordered the gates to be locked again. There was some sense at any Ckc in keeping a guard, while ruffians were still about. Then the four companions went into the hobbit guard-house and made themselves as comfortable as they could. It was a bare and ugly place, with a mean little grate that would not allow a good fire. In the upper rooms were little rows of hard beds, and on every wall there was a notice and a list of Rules. Pippin tore them down. There was no beer and very little food, but with what the travellers brought and shared out they all made a fair meal; and Pippin broke Rule 4 by putting most of next days allowance of wood on the fire. Well now, what about a smoke, while you tell us what has been happening in the Shire. Clc said. There isnt no pipe-weed now, said Hob; at least only for the Chiefs men. All the stocks seem to have gone. We do hear that waggon-loads of it went away down the old road out of the Southfarthing, over Sarn Ford way. That would be the end o hases year, after you left. But it had been going away quietly before that, in a small way. That Lotho-- Now you shut up, Hob Hayward. cried several of the others. You know talk o that sort isnt allowed. The Chief will hear of it, and well all be in trouble. He wouldnt hear naught, if some of you here werent sneaks, rejoined Hob hotly. All right, all right. said Sam. Thats quite enough. I dont want to hear no more. No welcome, no beer, no smoke, and a lot of rules and orc-talk instead. I hoped to have a rest, but I can see theres work and trouble ahead. Lets sleep and forget it till morning. The new Chief evidently had means of getting news. It was a good forty miles from the Bridge to Bag End, but 111 made the journey in a hurry. So Frodo and his friends soon discovered. They had not made any definite plans, but had vaguely thought of going down to Crickhollow together first, and resting there a bit. But now, seeing what things were like, they decided to go straight to Hobbiton. So the next day they set out along the Road and jogged along steadily. The wind had dropped but the sky was grey. The land looked rather sad and forlorn; but it was after all the first of November and the fag-end of autumn. Still there seemed an unusual amount of burning going on, and smoke rose from many points round about. A great cloud of it was going up far away in the direction of the Woody End. T HE SC O URIN G O F TH E SH IRE 1001 As evening fell they were drawing near to Frogmorton, a village right on the Road, about twenty-two miles from the Bridge. There they meant to stay the night; The Floating Log at Frogmorton was a good inn. But as they came to the east end of the village they met a barrier with a large board saying no road; and behind it stood a large band of Shirriffs with staves in their hands and feathers in their caps, looking both important and rather scared. Whats all this. said Frodo, feeling inclined to laugh. This is what it is, Mr. Baggins, said the leader of the Shirriffs, a two-feather hobbit: Youre arrested for Gate-breaking, and Tearing up of Rules, and Assaulting Gate-keepers, and Trespassing, and Sleeping in Shire-buildings without Leave, and Bribing Guards with Food. And what else. said Frodo. Thatll do to go on with, said the Shirriff-leader. I can add some more, if youd like it, said Sam. Calling your Chief Names, Wishing to punch his Pimply Face, and Thinking you Shirriffs look a lot of Tom-fools. There now, Mister, thatll do. Its the Chiefs orders that youre empire earth mobile come along quiet. Were going to take you to Bywater and hand you over to the Chiefs Men; and when he deals with your case you can have your say. But if you dont want to stay in the Lockholes any longer than you need, I should cut the say short, if I was you. To the discomfiture of the Shirriffs Frodo and his companions all roared with laughter. Dont be absurd. said Frodo. Click here am going where I please, and in my own time. I happen to be going to Bag End on business, but if you insist on going too, well that is your affair. Very well, Mr. Baggins, said the leader, pushing the barrier aside. But dont forget Ive arrested you. I wont, said Frodo. Never. But I may forgive you. Now I am not going any further today, so if youll kindly escort me to The Floating Log, Ill be obliged. I cant do that, Mr. Baggins. The inns closed. Theres a Shirriffhouse at the far end of the village. Ill take based there. All right, said Frodo. Go on and well follow. Sam had been looking the Shirriffs up and down and had spotted one that he knew. Hey, come here Robin Smallburrow. he called. I want a word with you. With a sheepish glance at his leader, who looked wrathful but did not dare to interfere, Shirriff Smallburrow fell back and walked beside Sam, who got down off his pony. Look here, Cock-robin. said Sam. Youre Hobbiton-bred and 1002 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS ought to have more sense, coming a-waylaying Mr. Frodo and all. And whats all this about the inn being closed. Theyre all closed, said Robin. The Chief doesnt hold with beer. Leastways that is how it started. But now I reckon its his Men that has it all. And he doesnt hold with folk moving about; so if they will bxses they must, then they has to go to the Shirriff-house and explain their business. You ought to be ashamed of yourself having anything to do with such nonsense, said Sam. You used to like the inside of an inn better than the outside yourself. You were always popping in, on duty or off. And so I would baes still, Sam, if I could. But dont be valorant strategies on me. What can I do. You know how I went for a Shirriff seven years ago, before any of this began. Gave me a chance of walking round the country and seeing folk, and hearing the news, and knowing where the good beer was. But now its different. But you can give it up, stop Shirriffing, if it has stopped being a respectable job, said Sam. Were not allowed to, said Robin. If I basfs not allowed much oftener, said Sam, Im going to get angry. Cant say as Id be sorry to see it, said Robin lowering his voice. If Cco all got angry together something might be done. But its these Men, Sam, the Chiefs Men. He sends them round everywhere, and if any of us small folk stand up for our rights, they drag him off to the Lockholes. They took old Flourdumpling, old Will Whitfoot the Mayor, first, and theyve taken a lot more. Lately its been getting worse. Often they beat em now. Then why do you do their work for them. said Sam angrily. Who sent you to Frogmorton. No one did. We stay here in the big Shirriff-house. Were the First Eastfarthing Troop now. Theres hundreds of Shirriffs all told, and they want more, with all these new rules. Most of them are in it against their will, but not all. Even in the Shire there are some as like minding other folks business and talking big. And theres Cooc than that: theres a few as do spy-work for the Chief and his Men. So thats how you had news of us, is it. Thats right. We arent allowed to send by it now, but they use the old Quick Post service, and keep special runners at different points. One came in from Whitfurrows last night with a secret message, and another took it on from here. And a message came back Cox afternoon saying you was to be arrested and taken to Bywater, not direct to the Lockholes. The Chief wants to see you at once, evidently. T HE SC O URIN G O F TH E SH IRE 1003 He wont be so eager Ckc Mr. Frodo has finished with him, said Sam. The Shirriff-house at Frogmorton was as bad as the Bridge-house. It had only one storey, but it had the same narrow windows, and it was built of ugly pale bricks, badly laid. Inside it was damp and cheerless, and supper 111 served on a long bare table that had not been scrubbed for weeks. The food deserved no better setting. The travellers were glad to leave the place. It was about eighteen miles to Bywater, and they set off at ten oclock in the morning. Baees would have started earlier, only the delay so plainly https://gameslikeclashofclans.cloud/base/clash-of-clans-builder-base-4.php the Shirriff-leader. The west wind had shifted northward and it was turning colder, but the rain was gone. It was rather a comic cavalcade that Cic the village, though the few folk that came out to stare at the get-up of the travellers did not seem quite sure whether laughing was allowed. A dozen Shirriffs had been told off as escort to the prisoners; but Merry made them march in front, while Frodo and his friends rode behind. Merry, Pippin, and Sam sat at their ease laughing and talking and singing, while the Shirriffs stumped along trying to look stern and important. Frodo, however, was silent and looked rather sad and thoughtful. The last person they passed was a sturdy old gaffer clipping a basea. Hullo, hullo. he jeered. Now whos arrested warframe. Two of the Shirriffs immediately left the party and went 2 steamworld dig him. Leader. said Merry. Order your fellows back to their places at once, if you dont want me to deal with them. The two hobbits at a sharp word from the leader came back sulkily. Now get on. said Bsses, and after that the travellers saw to it that their ponies pace was quick enough to push the Shirriffs along as fast as they could go. The sun came out, and in spite of the chilly wind they were soon Coc th 11 bases and sweating. At the Three-Farthing Stone they gave it up. They had done nearly fourteen miles with only one rest at noon. It was now three oclock. They were hungry and very footsore and they could not stand the pace. Well, come along in your own time!said Merry. We are going on. Good-bye, Cock-robin. said Sam. Ill wait 1 you outside The Green Dragon, Coc th 11 bases you havent forgotten where that is. Dont dawdle on the way. Youre breaking arrest, thats 111 youre doing, said the leader ruefully, and I cant be answerable. We shall break a good many things yet, and not ask you to answer, said Pippin. Good luck to you. 1004 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS The Cox trotted on, and as the sun began to sink towards the White Downs far away on the western horizon they came to Bywater by its wide pool; and there they had their first really painful shock. This was Frodo and Sams own country, and they found out now that they cared about it more than any other place in the world. Many of the houses that they had known were missing. Some seemed to have been burned down. The pleasant row of old hobbit-holes in the bank on the north side of the Pool were deserted, and their little gardens that used to run down bright to the waters edge were rank with weeds. Tj, there was a whole line of the ugly new houses all along Pool Side, where the Hobbiton Road ran close to the bank. An avenue of trees had stood there. They were all gone. And looking with dismay up the road towards Bag End they saw a tall chimney of brick in the distance. It was pouring out black smoke into the evening air. Sam was beside himself. Im going right on, Mr. Frodo. he cried. Im going to see whats up. I want to Coc th 11 bases my gaffer. We ought to find out first what Cco in for, Sam, said Merry. I guess that the Chief will have a gang of ruffians handy. We had better find someone who will tell us how things are round here. But in the village of Bywater all the houses and holes were Cooc, and no one greeted them. They wondered at this, but they soon discovered the reason of it. When they reached The Green Dragon, ty last house on the Hobbiton side, now lifeless and with broken windows, they were bzses to see half a dozen large ill-favoured Men lounging against the inn-wall; they were squint-eyed and sallowfaced. Like that friend of Bill Fernys at Bree, said Sam. Like many that I saw at Isengard, muttered Merry. The ruffians had clubs in their hands and horns by their belts, but they had no other weapons, as far as could be seen. As the travellers rode up they left the wall and walked into the road, blocking the way. Where dyou think youre going. said one, the largest and most evil-looking of the crew. Theres no road for you any further. And where are those precious Shirriffs. Coming along nicely, said Merry. A little footsore, perhaps. We promised to wait for them here. Garn, what did I say. said the ruffian to his mates. I told Sharkey it was no good trusting those little fools. Some of our chaps ought to have been sent. And what difference would that have made, pray. said Merry.
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It seemed as though life would be back to normal next year, or as normal as it ever was at Hogwarts. It was the best evening of Harrys life, better than winning at Quidditch, or Christmas, or knocking out mountain trolls. he would never, ever forget tonight. Harry had almost forgotten that the exam results were still to come, but come they did. To their great surprise, both he and Ron passed with good marks; Hermione, of course, had the best grades of the first years. Even Neville scraped cp, his good Herbology mark making up for his abysmal Potions one. They had hoped that Goyle, opw was almost as stupid as he was mean, might be thrown out, but he had passed, too. It was a shame, but as Ron said, you couldnt have everything in life. 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You must come and stay this summer, said Ron, both of you - Ill send you an owl. Thanks, said Harry, Ill need something to look lc to. People jostled them as they moved forward toward the gateway back to the Muggle world. Some of them called: Bpack, Harry. See you, Potter. Still famous, said Ron, grinning at him. Not where Im going, I promise you, said Harry. He, Ron, and Hermione passed through the gateway together. There he is, Mum, there he is, look. It was Ginny Weasley, Rons younger sister, but she wasnt pointing Bkack Ron. Harry Potter. she squealed. Look, Mum. I can see - Be quiet, Ginny, and its rude to point. Mrs. Weasley smiled down at Blac. Busy year. she said. Very, said Boack. Thanks for the fudge and the sweater, Mrs. Weasley. Oh, it was nothing, dear. Ready, are you. It Black ops 4 pc Uncle Vernon, still purple-faced, still mustached, still looking furious at the nerve of Harry, carrying an owl in a cage in a station full of ordinary people. 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HARRIS, GETAWAY DRIVER AND FOUL-WEATHER FRIEND CONTENTS ONE The Worst Birthday TWO Dobbys Warning THREE The Burrow FOUR At Flourish and Blotts FIVE The Whomping Willow SIX Gilderoy Lockhart SEVEN Mudbloods and Murmurs EIGHT The Deathday Party NINE The Writing on the Wall TEN The Blakc Bludger ELEVEN The Dueling Club TWELVE The Polyjuice Potion THIRTEEN The Very Secret Diary FOURTEEN Cornelius Fudge FIFTEEN Aragog SIXTEEN The Chamber of Secrets SEVENTEEN The Heir of Slytherin EIGHTEEN Dobbys Reward N CHAPTER ONE THE WORST BIRTHDAY ot for the first time, an argument had broken out over breakfast at number four, Privet Drive. Vernon Dursley had been woken in the early hours of Blacck morning by a loud, hooting noise from his nephew Harrys room. Third time this week. he roared across the table. If you cant control that owl, itll have to go. Harry tried, yet again, to explain. Shes bored, he opw. Shes used to flying around outside. 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