Then, who should next show up outside my window, of all people, but my dear Ham. He seemed troubled and exhausted so we found him a bed and resolved to talk in the morning. Only when morning came, he was gone. I spent some time by myself just thinking this morning, then bid Merry adieu, and went down to the new MEPD to file a Missing Hobbit report about Ham. Then I went by Bag-End and learned that Frodo was still missing, and Sam looking so bereft. So I went back down to the MEPD and filed another Missing Hobbit report for Frodo.
And now I just feel like weeping. Does it ever end?