Volegov Afternoon Warmth

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few final words. I suppose you feel that everything has gone off splendidly and according to plan?’‘Yes, I do,’ said Bilbo. "Though that flash was surprising: it quite startled me, let alone the others. A little addition of your own, I suppose?’It was. You have wisely kept that ring secret all these years, and it seemed to me look it, but I am beginning to feel it in my heart of hearts. Well-preserved indeed!’ he snorted. ‘Why, I feel all thin, sort of stretched, if you know what I mean: like butter that has been scraped over too much bread. That can’t be right. I need a change, or something.’Gandalf looked curiously and closely at him. ‘No, it does not seem right,’ he said thoughtfullynecessary to give your guests something else that would seem to explain your sudden vanishment.’‘And would spoil my joke. You are an interfering old busybody,’ laughed Bilbo, ‘but I expect you know best, as usual.’‘I do - when I know anything. But I don’t feel too sure about this whole affair. It has now come to the final point. You have had your joke, and alarmed or offended most of your relations, and given the whole Shire something to talk about for nine days, or ninety-nine more likely. Are you going any further?’‘Yes, I am. I feel I need a holiday, a very long holiday, as I have told you before. Probably a permanent: I don’t expect I shall return. In fact, I don’t mean to, and I have made all arrangements.'I am old, Gandalf. I don’t