Tollomac was strange, even by Brandybuck reckoning (which is saying something). As a small hobbit lad, he had taken to collecting stones—bright ones, shiny ones, odd ones that caught his fancy—all of which he would polish by hand, or leave in a special net in the sandy bottom of a stream or river.
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Brandy Hall
