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Frodo and Sam stopped dead； but Pippin walked on a few paces。 The gate opened and three huge dogs came pelting out into the lane； and dashed towards the travellers； barking fiercely。 They took no notice of Pippin； but Sam shrank against the wall； while two wolvishlooking dogs sniffed at him suspiciously； and snarled if he moved。 The largest and most ferocious of the three halted in front of Frodo； bristling and growling。
Through the gate there now appeared a broad thickset hobbit with a round red face。 'Hallo！ Hallo！ And who may you be； and what may you be wanting？' he asked。
'Good afternoon； Mr。 Maggot！' said Pippin。
The farmer looked at him closely。 'Well； if it isn't Master Pippin 。 Mr。 Peregrin Took； I should say！' he cried； changing from a scowl to a grin。 'It's a long time since I saw you round here。 It's lucky for you that I know you。 I was just going out to set my dogs on any strangers。 There are some funny things going on today。 Of course； we do get queer folk wandering in these parts at times。 Too near the River；' he said； shaking his head。 'But this fellow was the most outlandish I have ever set eyes on。 He won't cross my land without leave a second time； not if I can stop it。'
'What fellow do you mean？' asked Pippin。
'Then you haven't seen him？' said the farmer。 'He went up the lane towards the causeway not a long while back。 He was a funny customer and asking funny questions。 But perhaps you'll e along inside； and we'll pass the news more fortable。 I've a drop of good ale on tap； if you and your friends are willing； Mr。 Took。'
It seemed plain that the farmer would tell them more； if allowed to do it in his own time and fashion； so they all accepted the invitation。 'What about the dogs？' asked Frodo anxiously。
The farmer laughed。 'They won't harm you 。 not unless I tell 'em to。 Here； Grip！ Fang！ Heel！' he cried。 'Heel； Wolf！' To the relief of Frodo and Sam； the dogs walked away and let them go free。
Pippin introduced the other two to the farmer。 'Mr。 Frodo Baggins；' he said。 'You may not remember him； but he used to live at Brandy Hall。' At the name Baggins the farmer started； and gave Frodo a sharp glance。 For a moment Frodo thought that the memory of stolen mushrooms had been aroused； and that the dogs would be told to see him off。 But Farmer Maggot took him by the arm。
'Well； if that isn't queerer than ever？' he exclaimed。 'Mr。 Baggins is it？ e inside！ We must have a talk。'
They went into the farmer's kitchen； and sat by the wide fireplace。 Mrs。 Maggot brought out beer in a huge jug； and filled four large mugs。 It was a good brew； and Pippin found himself more than pensated for missing the Golden Perch。 Sam sipped his beer suspiciously。 He had a natural mistrust of the inhabitants of other parts of the Shire； and also he was not disposed to be quick friends with anyone who had beaten his master； however long ago。
After a few remarks about the weather and the agricultural prospects （which were no worse than usual）； Farmer Maggot put down his mug and looked at them all in turn。
'Now； Mr。 Peregrin；' he said； 'where might you be ing from； and where might you be going to？ Were you ing to visit' me？ For； if so； you had gone past my gate without my seeing you。'
'Well； no；' answered Pippin。 'To tell you the truth； since you have guessed it； we got into the lane from the other end： we had e over your fields。 But that was quite by accident。 We lost our way in the woods； back near Woodhall； trying to take a short cut to the Ferry。'
'If you were in a hurry； the road would have served you better；' said the farmer。 'But I wasn't worrying about that。 You have leave to walk over my land； if you have a mind； Mr。 Peregrin。 And you； Mr。 Baggins 。 though I daresay you still like mushrooms。' He laughed。 'Ah yes； I recognized the name。 I recollect the time when young Frodo Baggins was one of the worst young rascals of Buckland。 But it wasn't mushrooms I was thinking of。 I had just heard the name Baggins before you turned up。 What do you think that funny customer asked me？'
They waited anxiously for him to go on。 'Well；' the farmer continued； approaching his point with slow relish； 'he came riding on a big black horse in at the gate； which happened to be open； and right up to my door。 All black he was himself； too； and cloaked and hooded up； as if he did not want to be known。 〃Now what in the Shire can he want？〃 I thought to myself。 We don't see many of the Big Folk over the border； and anyway I had never heard of any like this black fellow。
' 〃Goodday to you！〃 I says； going out to him。 〃This lane don't lead anywhere； and wherever you may be going； your quickest way will be back to the road。〃 I didn't like the looks of him； and when Grip came out； he took one sniff and let out a yelp as if he had been slung： he put down his tail and bolted off howling。 The black fellow sat quite still。
' 〃I e from yonder；〃 he said； slow and stifflike； pointing back west； over my fields； if you please。 〃Have you seen Baggins？〃 he asked in a queer voice； and bent down towards me。 I could not see any face； for his hood fell down so low； and I felt a sort of shiver down my back。 But I did not see why he should e riding over my land so bold。
' 〃Be off！〃 I said。 〃There are no Bagginses here。 You're in the wrong part of the Shire。 You had better go back west to Hobbiton 。 but you can go by road this time。〃
' 〃Baggins has left；〃 he answered in a whisper。 〃He is ing。 He is not far away。 I wish to find him。 If he passes will you tell me？ I will e back with gold。〃
' 〃No you won't；〃 I said。 〃You'll go back where you belong； double quick。 I give you one minute before I call all my dogs。〃
'He gave a sort of hiss。 It might have been laughing； and it might not。 Then he spurred his great horse right at me； and I jumped out of the way only just in time。 I called the dogs； but he swung off； and rode through the gate and up the lane towards the causeway like a bolt of thunder。 What do you think of that？'
Frodo sat for a moment looking at the fire； but his only thought was how on earth would they reach the Ferry。 'I don't know what to think；' he said at last。
'Then I'll tell you what to think；' said Maggot。 'You should never have gone mixing yourself up with Hobbiton folk； Mr。 Frodo。 Folk are queer up there。' Sam stirred in his chair； and looked at the farmer with an unfriendly eye。 'But you were always a reckless lad。 When I heard you had left the Brandybucks and gone off to that old Mr。 Bilbo； I said that you were going to find trouble。 Mark my words； this all es of those strange doings of Mr。 Bilbo's。 His money was got in some strange fashion in foreign parts； they say。 Maybe there is some that want to know what has bee of the gold and jewels that he buried in the hill of Hobbiton； as I hear？'
Frodo said nothing： the shrewd guesses of the farmer were rather disconcerting。
'Well； Mr。 Frodo；' Maggot went on； 'I'm glad that you've had the sense to e back to Buckland。 My advice is： stay there！ And don't get mixed up with these outlandish folk。 You'll have friends in these parts。 If any of these black fellows e after you again； I'll deal with them。 I'll say you're dead； or have left the Shire； or anything you like。 And that might be true enough； for as like as not it is old Mr。 Bilbo they want news of。'
'Maybe you're right；' said Frodo； avoiding the farmer's eye and staring at the fire。
Maggot looked at him thoughtfully。 'Well； I see you have ideas of your own；' he said。 'It is as plain as my nose that no accident brought you and that rider here on the same afternoon； and maybe my news was no great news to you； after all。 I am not asking you to tell me anything you have a mind to keep to yourself； but I see you are in some kind of trouble。 Perhaps you are thinking it won't be too easy to get to the Ferry without being caught？'
'I was thinking so；' said Frodo。 'But we have got to try and get there； and it won't be done by sitting and thinking。 So I am afraid we must be going。 Thank you very much indeed for your kindness！ I've been in terror of you and your dogs for over thirty years； Farmer Maggot； though you may laugh to hear it。 It's a pity： for I've missed a good friend。 And now I'm sorry to lea