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English[en]
‘I was thinking so,’ said Frodo. ‘But we have got to try and get there; and it won’t be done by sitting and thinking. So I am afraid we must be going. Thank you very much indeed for your kindness! I’ve been in terror of you and your dogs for over thirty years, Farmer Maggot, though you may laugh to hear it. It’s a pity: for I’ve missed a good friend. And now I’m sorry to leave so soon. But I’ll come back, perhaps, one day - if I get a chance.’
Cornish[kw]
‘Yth esen vy ow tybi yndella,’ yn medh Frodo. ‘Mes res yw dhyn y assaya; ha ny vydh gwrys dre esedha ha tybi. Ytho, res yw dhyn mos, soweth. Meur ras dhis yn feur a’th guvder! My re vywas yn-dann browagh ahanas ha’th heun dre voy es deg warn ugens blydhen, Mr. Magott, kyn hwartthi orth y glywes. Anfeusik yw, drefenn na aswonnyn koweth da. Ha lemmyn drog yw genev gasa mar skon. Mes my a vydh dehweles, martesen, unn jydh - mar pe chons dhymm.’