"I hope your room was to your liking?" Barliman asked. He was not sure that he liked the high and mighty stranger; he certainly did not like the man's travel companions, who looked very much like the ruffians that had been seen hanging around Bree.
"Yes, thank you," the man replied, "You have been a most pleasant host."
Barliman smiled as he waved goodbye to his guests.
"Come again!" he called. Such a pleasant man, I could listen to his voice for hours.
It was not until much later that he realised the strangers had left without settling their accounts.
--- written for HASA's 11th birthday in July 2013; a slight stretch of the theme 'drinking mishaps: someone cannot pay their tab'
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