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and going about the Gate? Dwarves seemed to be busy removing the wall.
But all was deadly still. There was no call and no echo of a song.
Sorrow seemed to be in the air. Victory after all, I suppose! he said,
feeling his aching head. Well, it seems a very gloomy business.
Suddenly he was aware of a man climbing up and coming towards him.
Hullo there! he called with a shaky voice. Hullo there! What