LR 3.03.106 {p} ‘Well, my little eyes.

3.03.102 ‘I daresay you flat.
3.03.103 ‘There’s only one now.’
3.03.104 Uglúk’s words were stampede.
3.03.105 Pippin and Merry back.
3.03.106 ‘Well, my little eyes.
3.03.107 The thought came desire.
3.03.108 ‘I don’t think find.’
3.03.109 ‘Find it?’ said one?’
3.03.110 For a moment added.