![]() ![]() His hair was perhaps whiter than it had been then, and his beard and eyebrows were perhaps longer, and his face more lined with care and wisdom but his eyes were as bright as ever, and he smoked and blew smoke-rings with the same vigour and delight. Gandalf was thinking of a spring, nearly eighty years before, when Bilbo had run out of Bag End without a handkerchief. Everything looked fresh, and the new green of spring was shimmering in the fields and on the tips of the trees’ fingers. A bright fire was on the hearth, but the sun was warm, and the wind was in the South. Next morning after a late breakfast, the wizard was sitting with Frodo by the open window of the study. He pressed him for news of himself and of the wide world, and soon they were deep in talk, and they stayed up far into the night. ![]() ‘So do you,’ Frodo replied but secretly he thought that Gandalf looked older and more careworn. But that evening, as Sam was walking home and twilight was fading, there came the once familiar tap on the study window.įrodo welcomed his old friend with surprise and great delight. ![]() It was over nine years since Frodo had seen or heard of him, and he had begun to think that the wizard would never return and had given up all interest in hobbits. He would not discuss his own business and journeys, and seemed chiefly interested in small news about Frodo’s health and doings. During the next year or two he had turned up fairly often, coming unexpectedly after dusk, and going off without warning before sunrise. Then he paid Frodo a brief visit, and after taking a good look at him he went off again. For three years after the Party he had been away. It was just at this time that Gandalf reappeared after his long absence. He walked home under the early stars through Hobbiton and up the Hill, whistling softly and thoughtfully. The sun was down, and a cool pale evening was quietly fading into night. It was early April and the sky was now clearing after heavy rain. After a while he sighed, and got up and went out. But Sam had more on his mind than gardening. ![]() For one thing, there was a lot to do up in the Bag End garden, and he would have a busy day tomorrow, if the weather cleared. Your good health!’ He drained his mug and went out noisily. If that’s where you get your news from, you’ll never want for moonshine. ‘Leastways old Bilbo was cracked, and Frodo’s cracking. ![]()
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