CH 15.010 p Long she lay glades.

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15.006 But one of you?’
15.007 Then she shook wept.
15.008 ‘Do not be after.
15.009 In the morning fever.
15.010 Long she lay glades.
15.011 Then Brandir grew laugh.
15.012 One evening of called?’
15.013 ‘Turambar,’ he answered.
15.014 Then she paused alone?’