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ings； terrible and splendid； and some as merry as children。 And the music and the singingnot that I have had the time or the heart for much listening since we got here。 But I'm getting to know some of the ways of the place。'
'I know what you have been doing； Sam；' said Frodo； taking his arm。 'But you shall be merry tonight； and listen to your heart's content。 e on； guide me round the corners！'
Sam led him along several passages and down many steps and out into a high garden above the steep bank of the river。 He found his friends sitting in a porch on the side of the house looking east。 Shadows had fallen in the valley below； but there was still a light on the faces of the mountains far above。 The air was warm。 The sound of running and falling water was loud； and the evening was filled with a faint scent of trees and flowers； as if summer still lingered in Elrond's gardens。
'Hurray！' cried Pippin； springing up。 'Here is our noble cousin！ Make way for Frodo； Lord of the Ring！'
'Hush！' said Gandalf from the shadows at the back of the porch。 'Evil things do not e into this valley； but all the same we should not name them。 The Lord of the Ring is not Frodo； but the master of the Dark Tower of Mordor； whose power is again stretching out over the world！ We are sitting in a fortress。 Outside it is getting dark。'
'Gandalf has been saying many cheerful things like that；' said Pippin。 'He thinks I need keeping in order。 But it seems impossible； somehow； to feel gloomy or depressed in this place。 I feel I could sing； if I knew the right song for the occasion。'
'I feel like singing myself；' laughed Frodo。 'Though at the moment I feel more like eating and drinking！'
'That will soon be cured；' said Pippin。 'You have shown your usual cunning in getting up just in time for a meal。'
'More than meal！ A feast！' said Merry。 'As soon as Gandalf reported that you were recovered； the preparations began。' He had hardly finished speaking when they were summoned to the hall by the ringing of many bells。
The hall of Elrond's house was filled with folk： Elves for the most part； though there were a few guests of other sorts。 Elrond； as was his custom； sat in a great chair at the end of the long table upon the dais； and next to him on the one side sat Glorfindel； on the other side sat Gandalf。
Frodo looked at them in wonder； for he had never before seen Elrond； of whom so many tales spoke； and as they sat upon his right hand and his left； Glorfindel； and even Gandalf； whom he thought he knew so well； were revealed as lords of dignity and power。 Gandalf was shorter in stature than the other two； but his long white hair； his sweeping silver beard； and his broad shoulders； made him look like some wise king of ancient legend。 In his aged face under great snowy brows his dark eyes were set like coals that could leap suddenly into fire。
Glorfindel was tall and straight； his hair was of shining gold； his face fair and young and fearless and full of joy； his eyes were bright and keen； and his voice like music； on his brow sat wisdom； and in his hand was strength。
The face of Elrond was ageless； neither old nor young； though in it was written the memory of many things both glad and sorrowful。 His hair was dark as the shadows of twilight； and upon it was set a circlet of silver； his eyes were grey as a clear evening； and in them was a light like the light of stars。 Venerable he seemed as a king crowned with many winters； and yet hale as a tried warrior in the fulness of his strength。 He was the Lord of Rivendell and mighty among both Elves and Men。
In the middle of the table； against the woven cloths upon the wall； there was a chair under a canopy； and there sat a lady fair to look upon； and so like was she in form of womanhood to Elrond that Frodo guessed that she was one of his close kindred。 Young she was and yet not so。 The braids of her dark hair were touched by no frost； her white arms and clear face were flawless and smooth； and the light of stars was in her bright eyes； grey as a cloudless night； yet queenly she looked； and thought and knowledge were in her glance； as of one who has known many things that the years bring。 Above her brow her head was covered with a cap of silver lace ted with small gems； glittering white； but her soft grey raiment had no ornament save a girdle of leaves wrought in silver。
So it was that Frodo saw her whom few mortals had yet seen； Arwen； daughter of Elrond； in whom it was said that the likeness of Lúthien had e on earth again； and she was called Undómiel； for she was the Evenstar of her people。 Long she had been in the land of her mother's kin； in Lórien beyond the mountains； and was but lately returned to Rivendell to her father's house。 But her brothers； Elladan and Elrohir； were out upon errantry： for they rode often far afield with the Rangers of the North； fetting never their mother's torment in the dens of the orcs。
Such loveliness in living thing Frodo had never seen before nor imagined in his mind； and he was both surprised and abashed to find that he had a seat at Elrond's table among all these folk so high and fair。 Though he had a suitable chair； and was raised upon several cushions； he felt very small； and rather out of place； but that feeling quickly passed。 The feast was merry and the food all that his hunger could desire。 It was some time before he looked about him again or even turned to his neighbours。
He looked first for his friends。 Sam had begged to be allowed to wait on his master； but had been told that for this time he was a guest of honour。 Frodo could see him now； sitting with Pippin and Merry at the upper end of one of the sidetables close to the dais。 He could see no sign of Strider。
Next to Frodo on his right sat a dwarf of important appearance； richly dressed。 His beard； very long and forked； was white； nearly as white as the snowwhite cloth of his garments。 He wore a silver belt； and round his neck hung a chain of silver and diamonds。 Frodo stopped eating to look at him。
'Wele and well met！' said the dwarf； turning towards him。 Then he actually rose from his seat and bowed。 'Glóin at your service；' he said； and bowed still lower。
'Frodo Baggins at your service and your family's；' said Frodo correctly； rising in surprise and scattering his cushions。 'Am I right in guessing that you are the Glóin； one of the twelve panions of the great Thorin Oakenshield？'
'Quite right；' answered the dwarf； gathering up the cushions and courteously assisting Frodo back into his seat。 'And I do not ask； for I have already been told that you are the kinsman and adopted heir of our friend Bilbo the renowned。 Allow me to congratulate you on your recovery。'
'Thank you very much；' said Frodo。
'You have had some very strange adventures； I hear；' said Glóin。 'I wonder greatly what brings four hobbits on so long a journey。 Nothing like it has happened since Bilbo came with us。 But perhaps I should not inquire too closely； since Elrond and Gandalf do not seem disposed to talk of this？'
'I think we will not speak of it； at least not yet；' said Frodo politely。
He guessed that even in Elrond's house the matter of the Ring was not one for casual talk； and in any case he wished to fet his troubles for a time。 'But I am equally curious；' he added； 'to learn what brings so important a dwarf so far from the Lonely Mountain。'
Glóin looked at him。 'If you have not heard； I think we will not speak yet of that either。 Master Elrond will summon us all ere long； I believe； and then we shall all hear many things。 But there is much else that may be told。'
Throughout the rest of the meal they talked together； but Frodo listened more than he spoke； for the news of the Shire； apart from the Ring； seemed small and faraway and unimportant； while Glóin had much to tell of events in the northern regions of Wilderland。 Frodo learned that Grimbeorn the Old； son of Beorn； was now the lord of many sturdy men； and to their land between the Mountains and Mirkwood neither orc nor wolf dared to go。
'lndeed；' said Glóin； 'if it were not for the Beornings； the passage from Dale to Rivendell would long ago have bee impossible。 They are valiant men and keep open the High Pass and