Part 1452 of 4200 from book2
Hinder me Thou fool. He must be kingbook15 after me. But Thjoden was not utterly forsaken. He will bear thee away to the houses of lamentation beyond all darkness where thy flesh shall be devoured and thy shrivelled mind be left naked to the Lidless Eye. Forgive me lord he said at last if I broke your command and yet have done no more in your service than to weep at our parting. Fewer were they but they clove through the Southrons like a firebolt in a forest. A grim morn and a glad day and a golden sunset Merry could not speak but wept anew.... more