Part 950 of 4850 from book55
Over the tunic went a coat ofbook47 stout ringmail short for a fullsized orc too long for Frodo and heavy. Frodo. Ill never forget their claws and eyes. He put his hand to the back of his neck above his left shoulder. Do you understand Everything He cowered on the floor again with bowed head as his own words brought home to him the fullness of the disaster and despair overwhelmed him. Frodo he said. Youve got it here Sam youre a marvel Then quickly and strangely his tone changed. No orc would say that.... more