"We will make such a chase as shall be accounted a marvel among the Three Kindreds: Elves, Dwarves and Men. Forth the Three Hunters!" Like a deer he sprang away. Through the trees he sped. On and on he led them, tireless and swift, now that his mind was at last made up. The woods about the lake they left behind. Long slopes they climbed, dark, hard-edged against the sky already red with sunset. They passed away, grey shadows in a stony land.

A box without hinges, key, or lid, yet golden treasure inside is hid.

For the less even as for the greater there is some deed that he may accomplish but once only; and in that deed his heart shall rest.

We are plain quiet folk and have no use for adventures. Nasty disturbing uncomfortable things! Make you late for dinner!

What do you fear, lady?' he asked. 'A cage,' she said.

I have no help to send, therefore I must go myself.

I cordially dislike allegory in all its manifestations, and always have done since I grew old and wary enough to detect its presence.