Turner Ships Bearing Up for Anchorage

Turner Ships Bearing Up for AnchorageTurner San Giorgio Maggiore in the MorningTurner Rocky Bay with Figures 1Turner Kilchern Castle with the Cruchan Ben Mountains Scotland Noon
had hardly sat down, when there came a soft knock at the front-door. ‘Lobelia again most likely,’ he thought. ‘She must have thought of something really nasty, and have come back again to say it. It can wait.’He went on with his tea. The knock was repeated, much louder, but he took no notice. Suddenly the wizard’s head appeared at the window.‘If you don’t let me in, Frodo, I shall blow your door right down your hole story: how he found it, and how he used it: on his journey, I mean.’‘Which story, I wonder,’ said Gandalf.‘Oh, not what he told the dwarves and put in his book,’ said Frodo. ‘He told me the true story soon after I came to live here. He said you had pestered him till he told you, so I had better know too. "No secrets between us, Frodo," he said; "but they are not to go any further. It’s and out through the hill,’ he said.‘My dear Gandalf! Half a minute!’ cried Frodo, running out of the room to the door. ‘Come in! Come in! I thought it was Lobelia.’‘Then I forgive you. But I saw her some time ago, driving a pony-trap towards Bywater with a face that would have curdled new milk.’‘She had already nearly curdled me. Honestly, I nearly tried on Bilbo’s ring. I longed to disappear.’‘Don’t do that!’ said Gandalf, sitting down. ‘Do be careful of that ring, Frodo! In fact, it is partly about that that I have come to say a last word.’‘Well, what about it?’‘What do you know already?’‘Only what Bilbo told me. I have heard his