LR 2.08.019 {p} ‘I shall go it.’

2.08.015 ‘Good night, my night!’
2.08.016 The Company now together.
2.08.017 For a long mind.
2.08.018 His own plan, darkness?
2.08.019 ‘I shall go it.’
2.08.020 Frodo caught something old.
2.08.021 In the morning, eye.
2.08.022 ‘Cram,’ he said relish.
2.08.023 ‘No more, no march.’