LR 5.06.009 {p} ‘King’s man! King’s up.

5.06.005 ‘To me! To him.
5.06.006 The great shadow neck.
5.06.007 Upon it sat wielded.
5.06.008 But Théoden was sick.
5.06.009 ‘King’s man! King’s up.
5.06.010 Then out of known.
5.06.011 ‘Begone, foul dwimmerlaik, peace!’
5.06.012 A cold voice Eye.’
5.06.013 A sword rang may.’