CH 12 THE RETURN OF TÚRIN TO DOR-LÓMIN

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12.head head THE RETURN OF TÚRIN TO DOR-LÓMIN
12.001 p At last worn more.
12.002 p Thence he came land.
12.003 p At that the have?’
12.004 p ‘There was a now.’
12.005 p ‘Nor have been need.’
12.006 p ‘And this long her?’
12.007 p ‘It is not said.’
12.008 p With that the heart.’
12.009 p ‘Truly,’ said Túrin. Labadal.’
12.010 p The old man hall.’
12.011 p When they were Mound.’
12.012 p ‘I did not swiftly?’
12.013 p ‘Little, lord,’ said so.’
12.014 p ‘It is not,’ them.’
12.015 p ‘Then I know mother.’
12.016 p ‘How can I her?’
12.017 p ‘That I know worse.’
12.018 p Then in anger see!’
12.019 p Thereupon he went master?’
12.020 p Then Brodda rose will?’
12.021 p ‘Come,’ said Brodda, me?’
12.022 p ‘Nothing,’ said Aerin narrowly.
12.023 p ‘That I do Túrin.
12.024 p Then Brodda sprang tree!’
12.025 p Then Túrin leapt you?’
12.026 p ‘Command me,’ she said.
12.027 p ‘Who plundered the Morwen?’
12.028 p ‘Brodda,’ she answered.
12.029 p ‘When did she whither?’
12.030 p ‘A year and awry.’
12.031 p Then Túrin laughed Finduilas.
12.032 p ‘Not first will hall.
12.033 p Then he rested, died.
12.034 p ‘He speaks with knew.’
12.035 p ‘And faint heart Morwen.’
12.036 p ‘The snow lies you!’
12.037 p Then Túrin bowed left.
12.038 p ‘They have fired that?’
12.039 p ‘They? No, lord: last.’
12.040 p Now some of parted.
12.041 p ‘Farewell now, Lord Farewell!’