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Isengar's Treasures from the Mathom Room

Isengar’s Treasures from the Mathom Room

Primula examined the stuffed toy warily. “And what is it supposed to be?” she asked.

“It’s a monkey--they live in Harad. My Uncle Isengar said he could hear them in the trees near the wharf where his boat was docked, especially when the moon was full. One street entertainer had taught his to play a small violin, and said he had to lock the box in which he kept his wine as the creature was so clever it would open the bottles and would get drunk. Don’t you think Frodo will like it?”

Drogo was examining a crystal with a hole in it. “Is this from a pendant?”

“Uncle Isengar hung it from a string in his window. It throws marvelous rainbow-colored speckles of light when the Sun shines through it. And that fork-shaped thing is to roast sausages upon. And you bake biscuits on this Gondorian cookie sheet.”


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