LR 5.03.087 {p} ‘Then tie me late.’

5.03.083 Éomer went out, ominously.
5.03.084 The king turned stead.’
5.03.085 ‘But, but, lord,’ behind.’
5.03.086 ‘But we ride beasts.’
5.03.087 ‘Then tie me late.’
5.03.088 Théoden smiled. ‘Rather plains.’
5.03.089 Then Éowyn rose end.’
5.03.090 Now she led gear.
5.03.091 ‘No mail have have.’