LR 6.01.074 {p} ‘Frodo! Mr. Frodo, eyes.

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?’
6.01.078 ‘It was indeed, you.’