Slow progress

From last night's reading:

There was no sound but the sound of their own feet; the dull stump of Gimli's dwarf-boots; the heavy tread of Boromir; the light step of Legolas; the soft, scarce-heard patter of hobbit-feet; and in the rear the slow firm footfalls of Aragorn with his long stride... Yet Frodo began to hear, or to imagine that he heard, something else: like the faint fall of soft bare feet.

Yes, that's right. The Fellowship is still making its way through the Mines of Moria.

* Fellowship of the Ring by J.R.R. Tolkien (p.350, Ballantine Books 1994)