Bilbo closed the little book. He would keep it close to hand, for he was sure he would read it again. It was almost like having the company of another hobbit.

And if Hildifons Took could live such a contented life in spite of his afflictions, so far from the Shire, his family and other hobbits, then perhaps his own decision to dwell here among the Elves was a good one. He had good friends here, and he was loved and cared for.

He reached over and patted the little brown volume. "Thank you, Uncle. You have given me good advice, whether you know it or not."