LR 3.11.120 {p} ‘Oh! And how that?’

3.11.116 Pippin made no them.
3.11.117 ‘See now!’ said behind.’
3.11.118 ‘I thought you then?’
3.11.119 ‘To Minas Tirith, it.’
3.11.120 ‘Oh! And how that?’
3.11.121 ‘Leagues upon leagues,’ swifter?
3.11.122 ‘We shall ride morning.
3.11.123 ‘Away now, Shadowfax! speed!’
3.11.124 Shadowfax tossed his him.