LR 1.11.115 {p} Hastily they crept companions.

1.11.111 ‘What is it?’ whispered.
1.11.112 ‘I do not Strider.
1.11.113 Slowly they crawled hill.
1.11.114 ‘Yes,’ said Strider, here!’
1.11.115 Hastily they crept companions.
1.11.116 Sam and Peregrin stacked.
1.11.117 ‘I wonder if seems.’
1.11.118 Strider was greatly footprints.
1.11.119 ‘It is just thought.