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The choice is yours： to go or wait。'
'And it is also said；' answered Frodo： 'Go _not to the Elves for counsel；
for they will say both no and yes。'_
'Is it indeed？' laughed Gildor。 'Elves seldom give unguarded advice； foradvice is a dangerous gift； even from the wise to the wise； and all coursesmay run ill。 But what would you？ You have not told me all concerning yourself；
and how then shall I choose better than you？ But if you demand advice； I willfor friendship's sake give it。 I think you should now go at once； withoutdelay； and if Gandalf does not e before you set out； then I also advisethis： do not go alone。 Take such friends as are trusty and willing。 Now youshould be grateful； for I do not give this counsel gladly。 The Elves havetheir own labours and their own sorrows； and they are little concerned withthe ways of hobbits； or of any other creatures upon earth。 Our paths crosstheirs seldom； by chance or purpose。 In this meeting there may be more thanchance； but the purpose is not clear to me； and I fear to say too much。'
'I am deeply grateful；' said Frodo； 'but I wish you would tell me plainlywhat the Black Riders are。 If I take your advice I may not see Gandalf for along while； and I ought to know what is the danger that pursues me。'
'Is it not enough to know that they are servants of the Enemy？' answeredGildor。 'Flee them！ Speak no words to them！ They are deadly。 Ask no more ofme！ But my heart forbodes that； ere all is ended； you； Frodo son of Drogo；
will know more of these fell things than Gildor Inglorion。 May Elberethprotect you！'
'But where shall I find courage？' asked Frodo。 'That is what I chieflyneed。'
'Courage is found in unlikely places；' said Gildor。 'Be of good hope！
Sleep now！ In the morning we shall have gone； but we will send our messagesthrough the lands。 The Wandering panies shall know of your journey； andthose that have power for good shall be on the watch。 I name you Elf…friend；
and may the stars shine upon the end of your road！ Seldom have we had suchdelight in strangers； and it is fair to hear words of the Ancient Speech fromthe lips of other wanderers in the world。'
Frodo felt sleep ing upon him； even as Gildor finished speaking。 'Iwill sleep now；' he said； and the Elf led him to a bower beside Pippin； and he
threw himself upon a bed and fell at once into a dreamless slumber。
_Chapter 4_
A Short Cut to Mushrooms
In the morning Frodo woke refreshed。 He was lying in a bower made by aliving tree with branches laced and drooping to the ground； his bed was offern and grass； deep and soft and strangely fragrant。 The sun was shiningthrough the fluttering leaves； which were still green upon the tree。 He jumpedup and went out。
Sam was sitting on the grass near the edge of the wood。 Pippin wasstanding studying the sky and weather。 There was no sign of the Elves。
'They have left us fruit and drink； and bread；' said Pippin。 'e andhave your breakfast。 The bread tastes almost as good as it did last night。 Idid not want to leave you any； but Sam insisted。'
Frodo sat down beside Sam and began to eat。 'What is the plan fortoday？' asked Pippin。
'To walk to Bucklebury as quickly as possible；' answered Frodo； and gavehis attention to the food。
'Do you think we shall see anything of those Riders？' asked Pippincheerfully。 Under the morning sun the prospect of seeing a whole troop of themdid not seem very alarming to him。
'Yes； probably；' said Frodo； not liking the reminder。 'But I hope to getacross the river without their seeing us。'
'Did you find out anything about them from Gildor？'
'Not much – only hints and riddles；' said Frodo evasively。 'Did you askabout the sniffing？'
'We didn't discuss it；' said Frodo with his mouth full。
'You should have。 I am sure it is very important。'
'In that case I am sure Gildor would have refused to explain it；' saidFrodo sharply。 'And now leave me in peace for a bit！ I don't want to answer astring of questions while I am eating。 I want to think！'
'Good heavens！' said Pippin。 'At breakfast？' He walked away towards theedge of the green。
From Frodo's mind the bright morning – treacherously bright； he thought –
had not banished the fear of pursuit； and he pondered the words of Gildor。 Themerry voice of Pippin came to him。 He was running on the green turf andsinging。
'No！ I could not！' he said to himself。 'It is one thing to take my youngfriends walking over the Shire with me； until we are hungry and weary； andfood and bed are sweet。 To take them into exile； where hunger and wearinessmay have no cure； is quite another – even if they are willing to e。 Theinheritance is mine alone。 I don't think I ought even to take Sam。' He lookedat Sam Gamgee； and discovered that Sam was watching him。
'Well； Sam！' he said。 'What about it？ I am leaving the Shire as soon asever I can – in fact I have made up my mind now not even to wait a day atCrickhollow； if it can be helped。'
'Very good； sir！'
'You still mean to e with me？'
'I do。'
'It is going to be very dangerous； Sam。 'It is already dangerous。 Mostlikely neither of us will e back。'
'If you don't e back； sir； then I shan't； that's certain；' said Sam。
_'Don't you leave him！_ they said to me。 _Leave him！_ I said。 _I never meanto。 I am going with him； if he climbs to the Moon； and if any of those BlackRulers try to stop him； they'll have Sam Gamgee to reckon with；_ I said。 Theylaughed。'
'Who are _they；_ and what are you talking about？'
'The Elves； sir。 We had some talk last night； and they seemed to know you
were going away； so I didn't see the use of denying it。 Wonderful folk； Elves；
sir！ Wonderful！'
'They are；' said Frodo。 'Do you like them still； now you have had acloser view？'
'They seem a bit above my likes and dislikes； so to speak；' answered Samslowly。 'It don't seem to matter what I think about them。 They are quitedifferent from what I expected – so old and young； and so gay and sad； as itwere。'
Frodo looked at Sam rather startled； half expecting to see some outwardsign of the odd change that seemed to have e over him。 It did not soundlike the voice of the old Sam Gamgee that he thought he knew。 But it lookedlike the old Sam Gamgee sitting t