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Frodo, Pippin, and Sam made their way back to the parlour. There was no light. Merry was not there, and the fire had burned low. It was not until they had puffed up the embers into a blaze and thrown on a couple of Frodo. He suspected now that he had fallen in with a rascal, and he thought uncomfortably that he had brought only a little money with him. All of it would hardly satisfy a rogue, and he could not spare any of it.'No more than you can afford,' answered Strider with a slow smile, as if he guessed faggots that they discovered Strider had come with them. There he was calmly sitting in a chair by the door!'Hallo!' said Pippin. 'Who are you, and what do you want?''I am called Strider,' he answered: 'and though he may have forgotten it, your friend promised to have a quiet talk with me.''You said I might hear something to my advantage, I believe,' said Frodo. 'What have you to say?''Several things,' answered Strider. 'But, of course, I have my price.''What do you mean?' asked Frodo sharply.'Don't be alarmed! I mean just this: I will tell you what I know, and give you some good advice - but I shall want a reward.''And what will that be, pray?' said