In this chapter we wake up at an Elven camp with no Elves, we try to find our way through the bushes. We shrink in fear at the howling of an unseen (but not unknown) creature and we see three big dogs running towards Sam and Frodo. Our journey here ends with us sitting in a wagon of Farmer Maggot in the black of the night.
"Short cuts make delays, but inns make longer ones."
But do not worry, despite the dark tone there is reason to laugh too, when the farmer gives Frodo a present:
Why that is so funny? Please read the chapter .
"Suddenly Frodo laughed: from the covered basket he held, the scent of mushrooms was rising"