LR 3.04.076 {p} Treebeard fell silent, them:

3.04.072 ‘Aye, aye, something weed.
3.04.073 ‘We are tree-herds, longer.
3.04.074 ‘Some of my End.
3.04.075 ‘Those were the breathing.’
3.04.076 Treebeard fell silent, them:
3.04.077 In the willow-meads Tauremornalómë.
3.04.078 He ended, and sound.
3.04.079 The day waned, cloud.
3.04.080 Treebeard strode up inwards.