LR 6.01.073 {ps} He was naked, … whip-weal.

6.01.069 The hinges creaked … again.

6.01.070 ‘You lie quiet, … whip.

6.01.071 At that rage … fell.

6.01.072 With a cry … Frodo.

6.01.073 He was naked, … whip-weal.

6.01.074 ‘Frodo! Mr. Frodo, … eyes.

6.01.075 ‘Am I still … horrible.’

6.01.076 ‘You’re not dreaming … come.’

6.01.077 ‘I can hardly … you?’