LR 3.06.098 {p} For a moment moved.

3.06.094 ‘Take this, dear master.
3.06.095 ‘How comes this?’ stick?
3.06.096 ‘It is my me.’
3.06.097 ‘To lay at Éomer.
3.06.098 For a moment moved.
3.06.099 ‘Will you not Gandalf.
3.06.100 Slowly Théoden stretched arms.
3.06.101 Arise now, arise, Eorlingas!
3.06.102 The guards, thinking said.