'Morning, Longshanks!' he said. 'Off early? Found some friends at last?' Strider nodded, but did not answer.
This takes me back to the scene in the inn with Strider.
'But I must admit,' he added with a queer laugh, 'that I hoped you would take to me for my own sake. A hunted man sometimes wearies of distrust and longs for friendship. But there, I believe my looks are against me.'
Knowing Strider and the whole story, this just breaks my heart.
'Morning, Longshanks!' he said. 'Off early? Found some friends at last?' Strider nodded, but did not answer.I like this part:
Sam turned quickly. 'And you, Ferny,' he said, 'put your ugly face out of sight, or it will get hurt.' With a sudden flick, quick as lightning, an apple left his hand and hit Bill square on the nose. He ducked too late, and curses came from behind the hedge. 'Waste of a good apple,' said Sam regretfully, and strode on.