"Fool of a Took! Throw yourself in next time and rid us of your stupidity!"

Pippin cringed. That had hurt, but it was no more
than he deserved, he realized. What was he thinking
of, making a noise like that? It could bring every orc
in Moria down on them. Well, it was too late to do
anything about that now. All he could do was keep
silent and pray that his mistake would have no serious
consequences. No one else seemed angry with him,
so Pippin assumed he would be forgiven if nothing happened.
Even so, he found it difficult to forgive himself, or shake
off the crushing guilt and feeling of impending doom.

"We must have a look and see what the hammer and the
anvil have done to you."

That was the last thing Frodo wanted. Bilbo had told
him to keep the mithril shirt a secret, an obvious
impossibility now, and removing it would hurt even
though Aragorn would do it very carefully. Frodo shut
his eyes tightly as this was done, and opening them
slowly to see the Fellowship's reaction, he was
touched by the obvious joy and relief that he noticed
there. Aragorn gave Frodo a smile as he very gently
tended to his injured side. The scent of athelas
filled the air and Frodo smiled back, almost content
in spite of all that had happened.

"No living man am I! You look upon a woman."

Of course! Dernhelm was really Eowyn. How could
Merry not have known? No matter, he had pledged
to serve King Theoden and by extension Eowyn his
successor and if there was ever a time Eowyn needed
him it was now. He was only a small hobbit, but he had
to do something. He would not die like a coward or worse,
let Eowyn die while he did nothing. It was just so wrong
that this evil being held so much power. Merry grabbed
his sword and stabbed at the Witch King with every
bit of strength and determination he had.

"Praise them with great praise, the Ring-bearers Frodo and Samwise."

Sam looked completely nonplussed when he heard those
words.Why praise him, he wondered. Frodo deserved the
praises. Yes, he had stayed by Frodo's side the whole time,
but that was his job. And he had saved Frodo's life many
times during the quest, but Frodo was the Ring-bearer
on whom all of Middle-earth depended. Sam thought
he had only done what was sensible, as well as morally
right. Even so, the king wanted to honour him and clearly
Frodo would have it no other way, so how could Sam
object? And deep down, he rather liked it.