Many folk like to know beforehand what is to be set on the table; but those who have laboured to prepare the feast like to keep their secret; for wonder makes the words of praise louder.

And then alas! I let the matter reset, watching and waiting only, as we have too often done.

What does your heart tell you?

Where did you go to, if I may ask?' said Thorin to Gandalf as they rode along. To look ahead,' said he. And what brought you back in the nick of time?' Looking behind,' said he.

My own dear mother was a martyr indeed, and it is not to everybody that God grants so easy a way to his great gifts as he did to Hilary and myself, giving us a mother who killed herself with labour and trouble to ensure us keeping the faith.

Don't adventures ever have an end? I suppose not. Someone else always has to carry on on the story.

May the wind under your wings bear you where the sun sails and the moon walks.