CH 07.009 p ‘It deserves no stones.’

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07.005 Next day he moorlands.
07.006 Soon after, it leaves.
07.007 Suddenly a watchman it?’
07.008 ‘It bites,’ said it!’
07.009 ‘It deserves no stones.’
07.010 ‘Nay,’ said Túrin, speak.’
07.011 So it was would.’
07.012 Then Túrin pitied ransom?’
07.013 ‘I do not yourself.’