LR 1.08.019 {p} ‘Come on! Follow him.

1.08.015 The hobbits sprang stone.
1.08.016 They felt as work.
1.08.017 Soon they were fog.
1.08.018 Their going was free.
1.08.019 ‘Come on! Follow him.
1.08.020 ‘Sam!’ he called. up?’
1.08.021 There was no uphill.
1.08.022 As he struggled up.
1.08.023 Only the change dark.