LR 5.03.043 {p} ‘Twice now, lord, gone?’

5.03.039 In the midst board.
5.03.040 In the inner smiled.
5.03.041 ‘Come, Master Meriadoc!’ tales.’
5.03.042 Room was made him.
5.03.043 ‘Twice now, lord, gone?’
5.03.044 The king sighed, knows.’
5.03.045 ‘No man knows,’ heir.
5.03.046 ‘Folk say that death.’
5.03.047 ‘Yet it is tryst.’