The town is known for its rumors – “Strange as News from Bree,” the saying
goes – and here we are introduced to Rangers who bring “news
from afar, and… strange forgotten tales.”
In such instances, “talk” is exotic, expansive, and intriguing. Yet there is a more dangerous and
claustrophobic element of conversation that suffuses the inn. When the hobbits meet the proprietor of The Prancing Pony they are confronted by “a babel of voices and a cloud of smoke.” The hobbits notice furtive, sinister,
whispering characters such that, by the end of the chapter, even the amiable
Barliman Butterbur’s face appears to be “concealing dark designs.” And the “talk” and rumors that spring up
after Frodo puts on the ring and vanishes are decidedly dangerous, as Strider
soon reminds him.
Whispers are full of ambivalence. They can be the tools of conspirators and
criminals. Yet friends are apt to
whisper, as are lovers. At the inn at
Bree, whispers and songs and rumors collide in spectacular fashion – and our
hobbit heroes must move carefully.
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