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wind, but it had a sad sound. A few leaves came rustling down to remind
them that outside autumn was coming on. Their feet ruffled among the
dead leaves of countless other autumns that drifted over the banks of
the path from the deep red carpets of the forest. Still Bombur slept and
they grew very weary. At times they heard disquieting laughter.
Sometimes there was singing in the distance too. The laughter was the