LR 1.12.108 {ps} The hobbits were manage.

1.12.104 They cast themselves gone.
1.12.105 ‘Drink this!’ said done.
1.12.106 They had rested elf-tongue.
1.12.107 But however anxious empty.
1.12.108 The hobbits were manage.
1.12.109 ‘Our peril will Ford.’
1.12.110 The Road was sky.
1.12.111 There was still cry.
1.12.112 ‘Fly!’ he called. us!’