LR 1.08.088 {p} ‘There are hobbits again.’

1.08.084 Tom’s country ends waiting!
1.08.085 Then he turned, dusk.
1.08.086 The hobbits climbed sight.
1.08.087 ‘I am sorry Bree?’
1.08.088 ‘There are hobbits again.’
1.08.089 ‘It may be given.’
1.08.090 They now mounted ahead.
1.08.091 Before them rose night.