LR 4.02.071 {ps} He crawled away Sam.

4.02.067 ‘But that is Land?’
4.02.068 ‘Who knows? Sméagol dead.’
4.02.069 Sam looked darkly away?’
4.02.070 ‘Yes, yes,’ said lights!’
4.02.071 He crawled away Sam.
4.02.072 At last they nostrils.
4.02.073 It was late ahead.
4.02.074 ‘Now on we again.
4.02.075 ‘What is it?’ stinks.’