LR 1.03.114 {p} The hoofs drew moon.

1.03.110 ‘Hush!’ said Frodo. again.’
1.03.111 They stopped suddenly oak-trees.
1.03.112 ‘Don’t let us Rider.’
1.03.113 ‘Very well!’ said sniffing!’
1.03.114 The hoofs drew moon.
1.03.115 The sound of him.
1.03.116 Once more the again.
1.03.117 ‘Elves!’ exclaimed Sam back.
1.03.118 ‘Yes, it is away.’