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[Cleon Axley]

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About four days from the enchanted stream they came to a part where
most of the trees were beeches. They were at first inclined to be
cheered by the change, for here there was no undergrowth and the shadow
was not so deep. There was a greenish light about them, and in places
they could see some distance to either side of the path. Yet the light
only showed them endless lines of straight grey trunks like the pillars
of some huge twilight hall. There was a breath of air and a noise of
wind, but it had a sad sound. A few leaves came rustling down to remind
them that outside autumn was coming on. Their feet ruffled among the
dead leaves of countless other autumns that drifted over the banks of
the path from the deep red carpets of the forest. Still Bombur slept and
they grew very weary. At times they heard disquieting laughter.
Sometimes there was singing in the distance too. The laughter was the

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