Again Sam gives Kirk a skeptical look. He's seen many things since leaving the Shire that he never would have imagined; but like Middle-earth itself being up in the sky, far away, the idea of horseless wagons moving hundreds of miles in a single day is something beyond either his experience or his imagination.

Still it's not worth arguing over, as far as he can tell; and besides, it is hot out, and even Sam's feet are starting to grow tired.

"Well, that's as may be," he mutters doubtfully. "Any road there's nothing like that here I'm certain, or none of us would have to walk anywhere at all. It's horses or nothing I'm afraid."