appearance of the
. . . on the flat
among tall trees growing in scattered fashion in the grasslands, when Frodo
said: ‘I can hear a horse coming along the road behind!’
They looked back, but
the windings of the road hid the traveller.
‘I think we had
better get out of sight,’ said Bingo; ‘or you fellows at any rate. Of course
it doesn’t matter very much, but I would rather not be met by anyone we
They ran quickly to
the left down into a little hollow beside the road, and lay flat. Bingo
slipped on his ring and sat down a few yards from the track. The sound of
hoofs drew nearer. Round a turn came a white horse, and on it sat a bundle –
or that is what it looked like: a small man wrapped entirely in a great
cloak and hood so that only his eyes peered out, and his boots in the
The horse stopped
when it came level with Bingo. The figure uncovered its nose and sniffed;
and then sat silent as if listening. Suddenly a laugh came from inside the
‘Bingo, my boy!’ said
Gandalf, throwing aside his wrappings.
J. R. R. Tolkien, 'The Return of the Shadow"
(1988), p. 47
Vol. 6 of The History of Middle-earth, ed.