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hed toescape from the crowded life of Brandy Hall for a time。 It was an old…
fashioned countrified house； as much like a hobbit…hole as possible： it waslong and low； with no upper storey； and it had a roof of turf； round windows；
and a large round door。
As they walked lip the green path from the gate no light was visible； thewindows were dark and shuttered。 Frodo knocked on the door； and Fatty Bolgeropened it。 A friendly light streamed out。 They slipped in quickly and shutthemselves and the light inside。 They were in a wide hall with doors on eitherside； in front of them a passage ran back down the middle of the house。
'Well； what do you think of it？' asked Merry ing up the passage。 'Wehave done our best in a short time to make it look like home。 After all Fattyand I only got here with the last cart…load yesterday。'
Frodo looked round。 It did look like home。 Many of his own favouritethings – or Bilbo's things （they reminded him sharply of him in their newselling） – were arranged as nearly as possible as they had been at Bag End。 Itwas a pleasant； fortable； weling place； and he found himself wishingthat he was really ing here to settle down in quiet retirement。 It seemedunfair to have put his friends to all this trouble； and he wondered again howhe was going to break the news to them that he must leave them so soon； indeedat once。 Yet that would have to be done that very night； before they all wentto bed。
'It's delightful！' he said with an effort。 'I hardly feel that I havemoved at all。'
The travellers hung up their cloaks； and piled their packs on the floor。
Merry led them down the passage and threw open a door at the far end。
Firelight came out； and a puff of steam。
'A bath！' cried Pippin。 'O blessed Meriadoc！'
'Which order shall we go in？' said Frodo。 'Eldest first； or quickestfirst？ You'll be last either way； Master Peregrin。'
'Trust me to arrange things better than that！' said Merry。 'We can'tbegin life at Crickhollow with a quarrel over baths。 In that room there are_three_ tubs； and a copper full of boiling water。 There are also towels； matsand soap。 Get inside； and be quick！'
Merry and Fatty went into the kitchen on the other side of the passage；
and busied themselves with the final preparations for a late supper。 Snatchesof peting songs came from the bathroom mixed with the sound of splashingand wallowing。 The voice of Pippin was suddenly lifted up above the others inone of Bilbo's favourite bath…songs。
Sing hey！ for the bath at close of day
that washes the weary mud away！
A loon is he that will not sing：
O！ Water Hot is a noble thing！
O！ Sweet is the sound of falling rain；
and the brook that leaps from hill to plain；
but better than rain or rippling streams
is Water Hot that smokes and steams。
O！ Water cold we may pour at need
down a thirsty throat and be glad indeed；
but better is Beer； if drink we lack；
and Water Hot poured down the back。
O！ Water is fair that leaps on high
in a fountain white beneath the sky；
but never did fountain sound so sweet
as splashing Hot Water with my feet！
There was a terrific splash； and a shout of _Whoa！_ from Frodo。 Itappeared that a lot of Pippin's bath had imitated a fountain and leaped onhigh。
Merry went to the door： 'What about supper and beer in the throat？' hecalled。 Frodo came out drying his hair。
'There's so much water in the air that I'm ing into the kitchen tofinish；' he said。
'Lawks！' said Merry； looking in。 The stone floor was swimming。 'You oughtto mop all that up before you get anything to eat。 Peregrin；' he said。 'Hurryup； or we shan't wait for you。'
They had supper in the kitchen on a table near the fire。 'I suppose youthree won't want mushrooms again？' said Fredegar without much hope。
'Yes we shall！' cried Pippin。
'They're mine！' said Frodo。 'Given to _me_ by Mrs。 Maggot； a queen amongfarmers' wives。 Take your greedy hands away； and I'll serve them。'
Hobbits have a passion for mushrooms； surpassing even the greediestlikings of Big People。 A fact which partly explains young Frodo's longexpeditions to the renowned fields of the Marish； and the wrath of the injuredMaggot。 On this occasion there was plenty for all； even according to hobbitstandards。 There were also many other things to follow； and when they hadfinished even Fatty Bolger heaved a sigh of content。 They pushed back thetable； and drew chairs round the fire。
'We'll clear up later；' said Merry。 'Now tell me all about it！ I guessthat you have been having adventures； which was not quite fair without me。 Iwant a full account； and most of all I want to know what was the matter withold Maggot； and why he spoke to me like that。 He sounded almost as if he was_scared；_ if that is possible。'
'We have all been scared；' said Pippin after a pause； in which Frodostared at the fire and did not speak。 'You would have been； too； if you hadbeen chased for two days by Black Riders。'
'And what are they？'
'Black figures riding on black horses；' answered Pippin。 'If Frodo won'ttalk； I will tell you the whole tale from the beginning。' He then gave a full
account of their journey from the time when they left Hobbiton。 Sam gavevarious supporting nods and exclamations。 Frodo remained silent。
'I should think you were making it all up；' said Merry； 'if I had notseen that black shape on the landing…stage – and heard the queer sound inMaggot's voice。 What do you make of it all； Frodo？'
'Cousin Frodo has been very close；' said Pippin。 'But the time has efor him to open out。 So far we have been given nothing more to go on thanFarmer Maggot's guess that it has something to do with old Bilbo's treasure。'
'That was only a guess；' said Frodo hastily。 'Maggot does not_know_anything。'
'Old Maggot is a shrewd fellow；' said Merry。 'A lot goes on behind hisround face that does not e out in his talk。 I've heard that he used to gointo the Old Forest at one time； and he has the reputation of knowing a goodmany strange things。 But you can at least tell us； Frodo； whether you thinkhis guess good or bad。'
'I _think；'_ answered Frodo slowly； 'that it was a good guess； as far asit goes。 There _is a_ connexion with Bilbo's old adventures； and the Ridersare looking； or perhaps one ought to say _searching；_ for him or for me。 Ialso fear； if you want to know； that it is no joke at all； and that I am notsafe here or anywhere else。' He looked round at the windows and walls； as ifhe was afraid they would suddenly give way。 The others looked at him insilence； and exchanged meaning glances among themselves。
'It's ing out in a minute；' whispered Pippin to Merry。 Merry nodded。
'Well！' said Frodo at last； sitting up and straightening his back； as ifhe had made a decision。 'I can't keep it dark any longer。 I have got somethingto tell you all。 But I don't know quite how to begin。'
'I think I could help you；' said Merry quietly； 'by telling you some ofit myself。'
'What do you mean？' said Frodo； looking at him anxiously。 'Just this； mydear old Frodo： you are miserable； because you don't know how to say good…bye。
You meant to leave the Shire； of course。 But danger has e on you soonerthan you expected； and now you are making up your mind to go at once。 And youdon't want to。 We are very sorry for you。'
Frodo opened his mouth and shut it again。 His look of surprise was soical that they laughed。 'Dear old Frodo！' said Pippin。 'Did you reallythink you had thrown dust in all our eyes？ You have not been nearly careful orclever enough for that！ You have obviously been planning to go and sayingfarewell to all your haunts all this year since April。 We have constantlyheard you muttering： 〃Shall I ever look down into that valley again； Iwonder〃； and things like that。 And pretending that you had e to the end ofyour money； and actually selling your beloved Bag End to those Sackville…
Bagginses！ And all those close talks with Gandalf。'
'Good heavens！' said Frodo。 'I thought I had been both careful andclever。 I don't know what Gandalf would say。 Is all the Shire discussing mydeparture then？'
'Oh no！' said Merry。 'Don't worry about that！ The secret won't keep forlong； of course； but at present it is； I think； only known to us conspirators。
After all； you must remember