So we rode the monorail out here and now we're walking down Took Lane to the smial. I wonder how Uncle Sennie's and Tiger's sailing expedition is turning out? Or how Smeagol is getting on in his new habitation? Or Melbie and whatever is preoccupying her that she decided to not accompany Primula here? And what was up with Lobelia? She looked like she was quite vexed with herself for some reason. I wonder what dragon got under her carpet, as they say, this time?
Well, here we are. The Great Porch. The Great Red Door--open as usual. Shall we? Great Smials.