LR 5.08.067 {p} ‘Your pardon lord!’ understanding.

5.08.063 ‘I drew it matter?’
5.08.064 ‘Weariness, grief for sooner!’
5.08.065 Thereupon the herb-master Valinorean
5.08.066 ‘I do so,’ some.’
5.08.067 ‘Your pardon lord!’ understanding.
5.08.068 When the black lying!
5.08.069 It is but headaches.’
5.08.070 ‘Then in the Gandalf.
5.08.071 Now Aragorn knelt lost.