LR 3.06.074 {p} ‘Go, Éowyn sister-daughter!’ past.’

3.06.070 Slowly Théoden left knocked.
3.06.071 ‘Open!’ he cried. forth!’
3.06.072 The doors rolled hill.
3.06.073 ‘Send your guards him.’
3.06.074 ‘Go, Éowyn sister-daughter!’ past.’
3.06.075 The woman turned gone.
3.06.076 ‘Now, lord,’ said again!’
3.06.077 From the porch glass.
3.06.078 ‘It is not Théoden.