He beheld to his wonderment Lord Adam, the snowy representative of Bombadil and Forn, and beside him Bilbette, who immediately doused the flames with the bucket of water that, speedily forewarned by Meurtrier, she had seized from a bemused Céléborne, who had been using it to clean the tiles that one of the creditors had defiled.
"Father!" cried Bilbette. "You are saved!" And she handed him the box. Trembling, he opened it, and beheld not only the total sum of his debt to Bombadil and Forn, but also one of the lesser rings of power, with a tag that read "Bilbette's Dowry." Bilbette turned towards the Snowman with a gaze of ineffable gratitude; but he had vanished.
Just then, Armalvéguil rushed in, crying, "The Pharazon! She enters the port even now!"
Morrie fainted, overcome with emotion and pipe-weed.
Indeed it was the Pharazon that entered the Hobbitonne harbour, beautiful in the likeness of a swan, and marked THE PHARAZON by Saradoc Morrie, and the faithful captain Thrandouille gave orders, and the faithful Légolon waved at M. Morrie.
