LR 2.03.170 {p} They huddled together buried.

2.03.166 ‘Either stop where else.’
2.03.167 ‘And it is now.’
2.03.168 ‘Shelter!’ muttered Sam. house.’
2.03.169 The Company now clouds.
2.03.170 They huddled together buried.
2.03.171 A great sleepiness that!
2.03.172 But I wanted snow.
2.03.173 ‘This will be ourselves.’
2.03.174 ‘Give them this,’ round!’