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tanaquiljallHad this half written but it didn't want to come together for a few days....
Courteous when they break their silence
"You do much honour to my house, lords. Enter and be welcome." Hand on breast, Faramir bowed to the king’s foster-brothers.
"The honour of your house is so great we provide but little increase," one of them – he did not yet know which – replied gravely.
The other smiled, and spoke more lightly. "’Tis truth. When last we rode this way, ‘twas to battle at the Black Gate. You have used well the years. Your land is fair and rich."
Faramir bowed again. "Then my honour is but borrowed plumes. The credit lies with the industry of the people of Ithilien."
Courteous when they break their silence
"You do much honour to my house, lords. Enter and be welcome." Hand on breast, Faramir bowed to the king’s foster-brothers.
"The honour of your house is so great we provide but little increase," one of them – he did not yet know which – replied gravely.
The other smiled, and spoke more lightly. "’Tis truth. When last we rode this way, ‘twas to battle at the Black Gate. You have used well the years. Your land is fair and rich."
Faramir bowed again. "Then my honour is but borrowed plumes. The credit lies with the industry of the people of Ithilien."
