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   I think really he preferred slipping 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 took the envelope from the mantelpiece; and glanced at it; but did not open it。
   'You'll find his will and all the other documents in there; I think;' said the wizard。 'You are the master of Bag End now。 And also; I fancy; you'll find a golden ring。'
   'The ring!' exclaimed Frodo。 'Has he left me that? I wonder why。 Still; it may be useful。'
   'It may; and it may not;' said Gandalf。 'I should not make use of it; if I were you。 But keep it secret; and keep it safe! Now I am going to bed。'
   As master of Bag End Frodo felt it his painful duty to say good…bye to the guests。 Rumours of strange events had by now spread all over the field; but Frodo 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 rolled away; filled with full but very unsatisfied hobbits。 Gardeners came by arrangement; and removed in wheel…barrows those that had inadvertently remained behind。
   Night slowly passed。 The sun rose。 The hobbits rose rather later。 Morning went on。 People came and began (by orders) to clear away the pavilions and the tables and the chairs; and the spoons and knives and bottles and plates; and the lanterns; and the flowering shrubs in boxes; and the crumbs and cracker…paper; the forgotten bags and gloves and handkerchiefs; and the uneaten food (a very small item)。 Then a number of other people came (without orders): Bagginses; and Boffins; and Bolgers; and Tooks; and other guests that lived or were staying near。 By mid…day; when even the best…fed were out and about again; there was a large crowd at Bag End; uninvited but not unexpected。
   Frodo was waiting on the step; smiling; but looking rather tired and worried。 He weled all the callers; but he had not much more to say than before。 His reply to all inquiries was simply this: 'Mr。 Bilbo Baggins has gone away; as far as I know; for good。' Some of the visitors he invited to e inside; as Bilbo had left 'messages' for them。
   Inside in the hall there was piled a large assortment of packages and parcels and small articles of furniture。 On every item there was a label tied。 There were several labels of this sort:
   For ADELARD TOOK; for his VERY OWN; from Bilbo; on an umbrella。 Adelard had carried off many unlabelled ones。
   For DORA BAGGINS in memory of a LONG correspondence; with love from Bilbo; on a large waste…paper basket。 Dora was Drogo's sister and the eldest surviving female relative of Bilbo and Frodo; she was ninety…nine; and had written reams of good advice for more than half a century。
   For MILO BURROWS; hoping it will be useful; from B。B。; on a gold pen and ink…bottle。 Milo never answered letters。
   For ANGELICA'S use; from Uncle Bilbo; on a round convex mirror。 She was a young Baggins; 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 returning them。
   For LOBELIA SACKVILLE…BAGGINS; as a PRESENT; on a case of silver spoons。 Bilbo believed that she had acquired a good many of his spoons; while he was away on his former journey。 Lobelia knew that quite well。 When she arrived later in the day; she took the point at once; but she also took the spoons。
   This is only a small selection of the assembled presents。 Bilbo's residence had got rather cluttered up with things in the course of his long life。 It was a tendency of hobbit…holes to get cluttered up: for which the custom of giving so many birthday…presents was largely responsible。 Not; of course; that the birthday…presents were always new; there were one or two old mathoms of forgotten uses that had circulated all around the district; but Bilbo had usually given new presents; and kept those that he received。 The old hole was now being cleared a little。
   Every one of the various parting gifts had labels; written out personally by Bilbo; and several had some point; or some joke。 But; of course; most of the things were given where they would be wanted and wele。 The poorer hobbits; and especially those of Bagshot Row; did very well。 Old Gaffer Gamgee got two sacks of potatoes; a new spade; a woollen waistcoat; and a bottle of ointment for creaking joints。 Old Rory Brandybuck; in return for much hospitality; got a dozen bottles of Old Winyards: a strong red wine from the Southfarthing; and now quite mature; as it had been laid down by Bilbo's father。 Rory quite forgave Bilbo; and voted him a capital fellow after the first bottle。
   There was plenty of everything left for Frodo。 And; of course; all the chief treasures; as well as the books; pictures; and more than enough furniture; were left in his possession。 There was; however; no sign nor mention of money or jewellery: not a penny…piece or a glass bead was given away。
   Frodo had a very trying time that afternoon。 A false rumour that the whole household was being distributed free spread like wildfire; and before long the place was packed with people who had no business there; but could not be kept out。 Labels got torn off and mixed; and quarrels broke out。 Some people tried to do swaps and deals in the hall; and others tried to make off with minor items not addressed to them; or with anything that seemed unwanted or unwatched。 The road to the gate was blocked with barrows and handcarts。
   In the middle of the motion the Sackville…Bagginses arrived。 Frodo had retired for a while and left his friend Merry Brandybuck to keep an eye on things。 When Otho loudly demanded to see Frodo; Merry bowed politely。
   'He is indisposed;' he said。 'He is resting。'
   'Hiding; you mean;' said Lobelia。 'Anyway we want to see him and we mean to see him。 Just go and tell him so!'
   Merry left them a long while in the hall; and they had time to discover their parting gift of spoons。 It did not improve their tempers。 Eventually they were shown into the study。 Frodo was sitting at a table with a lot of papers in front of him。 He looked indisposed … to see Sackville…Bagginses at any rate; and he stood up; fidgeting with something in his pocket。 But he spoke quite politely。
   The Sackville…Bagginses were rather offensive。 They began by offering him bad bargain…prices (as between friends) for various valuable and unlabelled things。 When Frodo replied that only the things specially directed by Bilbo were being given away; they said the whole affair was very fishy。
   'Only one thing is clear to me;' said Otho; 'and that is that you are doing exceedingly well out of it。 I insist on seeing the will。'
   Otho would have been Bilbo's heir; but for the adoption of Frodo。 He read the will carefully and snorted。 It was; unfortunately; very clear and correct (according to the legal customs of hobbits; which demand among other things seven signatures of witnesses in red ink)。
   'Foiled again!' he said to his wife。 'And after waiting sixty years。 Spoons? Fiddlesticks!' He snapped his fingers under Frodo's nose and slumped off。 But Lobelia was not so easily got rid of。 A little later Frodo came out of the study to see how things were going on and found her still about the place; investigating nooks and ers and tapping the floors。 He escorted her firmly off the premises; after he had relieved her of several small (but rather valuable) articles that had somehow fallen inside her umbrella。 Her face looked as if she was in the throes of thinking out a really crushing parting remark; but all she found to say; turning round on the step; was:
   'You'll live to regret it; young fellow! Why didn't you go too? You don't belong here; you're no Baggins … you … you're a Brandybuck!'
   'Did you hear that; Merry? That was an insult; if you like;' said Frodo as he shut the door on her。
   'It was a pliment;' said Merry Brandybuck; 'and so; of course; not true。'
   Then they went round the hole; and evicted three young hobbits (two Boffins and a Bolger) who were knocking holes in the walls of one of the cellars。 Frodo also had a tussle with young Sancho Proudfoot (old Odo Proudfoot's grandson); who had begun an excavation in the larger pantry; where he thought there was an echo。 The legend of Bilbo's gold excited both curiosity and hope; for legendary gold (mysteriously obtained; if not positively ill…gotten); is; as every one knows; any one's for the finding … unless the search is interrupted。
   When he had overe Sancho and pushed him out; Frodo collapsed on a chair in the hall。 It's time to close the shop; Merry;' he said。 'Lock the door; and don't open it to anyone today; not even if they bring a battering ram。' Then he went to revive himself with a belated cup of tea。
   He had hardly sat down; when there came a soft knock at the front…door。 'Lobelia again most likely;' he thought。 'She must have thought of something really nasty; and have e back again to say it。 It can wait。'
   He went on with his tea。 The knock was repeated; much louder; but he took no notice。 Suddenly the wizard's head appeared at the window。
   'If you don't let me in; Frodo; I shall blow your door right dow

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