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Still he was glad Frodo went, especially since Gandalf told them it was Yuletide in the Shire. Time passed so strangely here that he and Frodo soon gave up trying to keep track of the days. "It's like Lothlórien," said Frodo, "only more so." Now he wondered what to do with his unexpected solitude. Perhaps a bit of baking, to celebrate Yule? Or he could go to the family quarters and visit with Elrond and Celebrian for a while. As he pondered the question, there came a tap upon the door. "Now who could that be? Not the S.-B.s, at any rate," he chuckled to himself, as he padded to answer it. "Adamanta!" he exclaimed, smiling broadly. "What a pleasant surprise!" "It is good to see you again. I hope you do not mind that I am paying a call?" "Not at all! But I am afraid that Frodo is not here." "I know; I saw him leave. But it is of him that I wished to speak." |
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