LR 3.06.092 {p} ‘Your fingers would Gandalf.

3.06.088 Quickly now Gandalf East.
3.06.089 ‘Verily,’ said Gandalf, while.’
3.06.090 The others too flame.
3.06.091 Slowly Théoden sat hands.
3.06.092 ‘Your fingers would Gandalf.
3.06.093 Théoden rose and breath.
3.06.094 ‘Take this, dear master.
3.06.095 ‘How comes this?’ stick?
3.06.096 ‘It is my me.’