Monday, December 1, 2008

Neiman Backhand Chris Evert

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Where did you get to, Frodo?'‘I thought that I was lost,' said Frodo; 'but I don't want to speak of it. Let us think of what we are to do now! Let us go on!''Dressed up like this, sir?' said Sam. 'Where are my clothes?' He of the deep water. Clothes are but little loss, if you escape from drowning. Be glad, my merry friends, and let the warm sunlight heal now heart and limb! Cast off these cold rags! Run naked on the grass, while Tom goes a-hunting!'He sprang away down hill, whistling and calling. Looking down after him Frodo saw him running away southwards along the green hollow between their hill and the next, still whistling and crying:Hey! now! Come hoy now! Whither do you wander?flung his circlet, belt, and rings on the grass, and looked round helplessly, as if he expected to find his cloak, jacket, and breeches, and other hobbit-garments lying somewhere to hand.'You won't find your clothes again,' said Tom, bounding down from the mound, and laughing as he danced round them in the sunlight. One would have thought that nothing dangerous or dreadful had happened; and indeed the horror faded out of their hearts as they looked at him, and saw the merry glint in his eyes.'What do you mean?' asked Pippin, looking at him, half puzzled and half amused. 'Why not?'But Tom shook his head, saying: 'You've found yourselves again, out

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