LR 1.06.061 {p} ‘What a foul laughter.

1.06.057 ‘You were dreaming sleepy.’
1.06.058 ‘What about the having.’
1.06.059 They went round pincers.
1.06.060 Frodo and Sam useless.
1.06.061 ‘What a foul laughter.
1.06.062 ‘I suppose we Sam.
1.06.063 ‘I brought a use.’
1.06.064 ‘Wait a minute!’ fire!’
1.06.065 ‘We might,’ said inside.’