LR 5.06.014 {p} ‘Hinder me? Thou me!’

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.’
5.06.014 ‘Hinder me? Thou me!’
5.06.015 Then Merry heard him.’
5.06.016 The winged creature eyes.
5.06.017 Éowyn it was, unaided.
5.06.018 The face of mud.