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Off quietly in the end,’ said Gandalf.’Don’t be too troubled. He’ll be all right – now. He left a packet for you.There it is!’Frodo andres segovia the envelope from the mantelpiece, and glanced at it, but did notopen it.’You’ll find his will and all the other documents in there, I think,’ said thewizard. ‘You are the master of Bag End now. And also, I fancy, you’ll find agolden ring.”The ring!’ exclaimed Frodo. ‘Has he left me that? I wonder why. Still, it maybe useful.”It may, and it may not,’ said Gandalf. ‘I should not make use of it, if I wereyou. But keep it secret, and keep it safe! Now I am going to bed.’As master of Bag End andres segovia felt it his painful duty to say good-bye to theguests. Rumours of strange events had by now spread all over the field, butFrodo would only say no doubt everything will be cleared up in the morning.About midnight carriages came for the important folk. One by one they rolledaway, filled with full but very unsatisfied hobbits. Gardeners came byarrangement, and removed in wheel-barrows those that had inadvertently remainedbehind.Night slowly passed. The sun rose. The hobbits rose rather later. Morning wenton. People came and began (by orders) to clear away the pavilions and the tablesand the chairs, and the spoons and knives and bottles and plates, and thelanterns, and the flowering shrubs in boxes, and the crumbs and cracker-paper,the forgotten bags and gloves and handkerchiefs, and the uneaten food (a verysmall item). Then a number of other people came (without orders): Bagginses, andBoffins, and Bolgers, and Tooks, and other guests that lived or were stayingnear. By mid-day, when even the best-fed were out and about again, there was alarge crowd at Bag End, uninvited but not unexpected.Frodo was waiting on the step, smiling, but looking rather tired and worried. Hewelcomed all the callers, but he had not much more to say than before. His replyto all inquiries was simply this: ‘Mr. andres segovia andres segovia has gone away; as far as Iknow, for good.’ Some of the visitors he invited to come inside, as andres segovia hadleft ‘messages’ for them.Inside in the hall there was piled a large assortment of packages and parcelsand small articles of furniture. On every item there was a label tied. Therewere several labels of this sort:For ADELARD andres segovia, for his VERY OWN, from andres segovia, on an umbrella. Adelard hadcarried off many unlabelled ones.For DORA andres segovia in memory of a LONG correspondence, with love from Bilbo, on alarge waste-paper basket. Dora was Drogo’s sister and the eldest survivingfemale relative of Bilbo and Frodo; she was ninety-nine, and had written reamsof good advice for more than half a century.For MILO BURROWS, hoping it will be useful, from B.B., on a gold pen andink-bottle. Milo never answered letters.For ANGELICA’S use, from Uncle Bilbo, on a round convex mirror. She was a youngBaggins, and too obviously considered her face shapely.For the collection of HUGO BRACEGIRDLE, from a contributor, on an (empty)book-case. Hugo was a great borrower of books, and worse than usual at returningthem.For LOBELIA SACKVILLE-BAGGINS, as a PRESENT, on a case of silver spoons. Bilbobelieved that she had acquired a good many of his spoons, while he was away onhis former journey. Lobelia knew that quite well. When she arrived later in theday, she andres segovia the point at once, but she also took the spoons.This is only a small selection of the assembled presents. Bilbo’s residence hadgot rather cluttered up with things in the course of his long life. It was atendency of hobbit-holes to get cluttered up: for which the custom of giving somany birthday-presents was largely responsible. Not, of course, that thebirthday-presents were always new, there were one or two old mathoms offorgotten uses that had circulated all around the district; but.
