"It's just not right, Mister Frodo. Hobbits belong on the ground."

"What if you needed to trim some of the higher branches? Surely it would be easier if you were in the tree."

"Hmm," Sam conceded, but still eyed the tree dubiously. To him, climbing was as unthinkable as building a hobbit hole with more than one storey.

"Come on up, Sam," Frodo called, having scrambled up the tree while Sam was thinking. "There's a great view from the top."

Sam sighed and gave in. Sometimes it was simpler that way. "All right then," he said, "but just this once."