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Pippin； though still amazed； no longer felt afraid。 Under those eyes he
felt a curious suspense； but not fear。 'Please。' he said； 'who are you？ And
what are you？'
A queer look came into the old eyes； a kind of wariness； the deep wells
were covered over。 'Hrum； now；' answered the voice； 'well； I am an Ent； or
that's what they call me。 Yes； Ent is the word。 The Ent； I am； you might
say； in your manner of speaking。 Fangorn is my name according to some；
Treebeard others make it。 Treebeard will do。'
'An Ent？' said Merry。 'What's that？ But what do you call yourself？
What's your real name？'
'Hoo now！' replied Treebeard。 'Hoo！ Now that would be telling！ Not so
hasty。 And I am doing the asking。 You are in my country。 What are you； I
wonder？ I cannot place you。 You do not seem to e in the old lists that I
learned when I was young。 But that was a long； long time ago； and they may
have made new lists。 Let me see！ Let me see！ How did it go？
Learn now the lore of Living Creatures！
First name the four； the free peoples：
Eldest of all； the elf…children；
Dwarf the delver； dark are his houses；
Ent the earthborn； old as mountains；
Man the mortal； master of horses：
Hm； hm； hm。
Beaver the builder； buck the leaper；
Bear bee…hunter； boar the fighter；
Hound is hungry； hare is fearful。。。
hm； hm。
Eagle in eyrie； ox in pasture；
Hart horn…crowned； hawk is swiftest
Swan the whitest； serpent coldest。。。
Hoom； hm； hoom。 hm。 how did it go？ Room tum； room tum； roomty toom tum。
It was a long list。 But anyway you do not seem to fit in anywhere！'
'We always seem to have got left out of the old lists； and the old
stories；' said Merry。 'Yet we've been about for quite a long time。 We're
hobbits。'
'Why not make a new line？' said Pippin。
'Half…grown hobbits； the hole…dwellers。
Put us in amongst the four； next to Man （the Big People） and you've got
it。'
'Hm！ Not bad； not bad；' said Treebeard。 'That would do。 So you live in
holes； eh？ It sounds very right and proper。 Who calls you hobbits； though？
That does not sound elvish to me。 Elves made all the old words： they began
it。'
'Nobody else calls us hobbits； we call ourselves that；' said Pippin。
'Hoom； hmm！ e now！ Not so hasty！ You call yourselves hobbits？ But
you should not go telling just anybody。 You'll be letting out your own right
names if you're not careful。'
'We aren't careful about that；' said Merry。 'As a matter of fact I'm a
Brandybuck； Meriadoc Brandybuck； though most people call me just Merry。'
'And I'm a Took； Peregrin Took； but I'm generally called Pippin； or
even Pip。'
'Hm； but you are hasty folk； I see；' said Treebeard。 'I am honoured by
your confidence； but you should not be too free all at once。 There are Ents
and Ents； you know； or there are Ents and things that look like Ents but
ain't； as you might say。 I'll call you Merry and Pippin if you please…nice
names。 For I am not going to tell you my name； not yet at any rate。' A queer
half…knowing； half…humorous look came with a green flicker into his eyes。
'For one thing it would take a long while： my name is growing all the time；
and I've lived a very long； long time； so my name is like a story。 Real
names tell you the story of the things they belong to in my language； in the
Old Entish as you might say。 It is a lovely language； but it takes a very
long time to say anything in it； because we do not say anything in it。
unless it is worth taking a long time to say； and to listen to。
'But now；' and the eyes became very bright and 'present'； seeming to
grow smaller and almost sharp； 'what is going on？ What are you doing in it
all？ I can see and hear （and smell and feel） a great deal from this； from
this； from this a…lalla…lalla…rumba…kamanda…lind…or…bur甿l。 Excuse me： that
is a part of my name for it； I do not know what the word is in the outside
languages： you know； the thing we are on； where I stand and look out on fine
mornings； and think about the Sun； and the grass beyond the wood； and the
horses； and the clouds； and the unfolding of the world。 What is going on？
What is Gandalf up to？ And these burbrum；' he made a deep rumbling noise
like a discord on a great organ 'these Orcs； and young Saruman down at
Isengard？ I like news。 But not too quick now。'
'There is quite a lot going on；' said Merry： 'and even if we tried to
be quick； it would take a long time to tell。 But you told us not to be
hasty。 Ought we to tell you anything so soon？ Would you think it rude； if we
asked what you are going to do with us； and which side you are on？ And did
you know Gandalf？'
'Yes； I do know him： the only wizard that really cares about trees '
said Treebeard。 'Do you know him？'
'Yes；' said Pippin sadly； 'we did。 He was a great friend； and he was
our guide。'
'Then I can answer your other questions；' said Treebeard。 'I am not
going to do anything with you： not if you mean by that 'do something to you'
without your leave。 We might do some things together。 I don't know about
sides。 I go my own way； but your way may go along with mine for a while。 But
you speak of Master Gandalf； as if he was in a story that had e to an
end。'
'Yes； we do；' said Pippin sadly。 'The story seems to be going on； but I
am afraid Gandalf has fallen out of it。'
'Hoo； e now！' said Treebeard。 'Hoom； hm； ah well。' He paused；
looking long at the hobbits： 'Hoom； ah； well I do not know what to say。 e
now！'
'If you would like to hear more。 said Merry； 'we will tell you。 But it
will take some time。 Wouldn't you like to put us down？ Couldn't we sit here
together in the sun； while it lasts？ You must be getting tired of holding us
up。'
'Hm； tired？ No。 I am not tired。 I do not easily get tired。 And I do not
sit down。 I am not very。 hm； bendable。 But there。 the Sun is going in。 Let
us leave this did you say what you call it？'
'Hill？' suggested Pippin。 'Shelf？ Step？' suggested Merry。
Treebeard repeated the words thoughtfully。 'Hill。 Yes； that was it。 But
it is a hasty word for a thing that has stood here ever since this part of
the world was shaped。 Never mind。 Let us leave it； and go。'
'Where shall we go？' asked Merry。
'To my home； or one of my homes；' answered Treebeard。
'Is it far？'
'I do not know。 You might call it far； perhaps。 But what does that
matter？'
'Well； you see； we have lost all our belongings；' said Merry。 'We have
only a little food。'
'O！ Hm！ You need not trouble about that；' said Treebeard。 'I can give
you a drink that will keep you green and growing for a long； long while。 And
if we decide to part pany； I can set you down outside my country at any
point you choose。 Let us go！'
Holding the hobbits gently but firmly； one in the crook of each arm；
Treebeard lifted up first one large foot and then the