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They
were
too
eager
to
trouble
about
the
runes
or
the
moon-letters
,
but
tried
without
resting
to
discover
where
exactly
in
the
smooth
face
of
the
rock
the
door
was
hidden
.
They
had
brought
picks
and
tools
of
many
sorts
from
Lake-town
,
and
at
first
they
tried
to
use
these
.
But
when
they
struck
the
stone
the
handles
splintered
and
jarred
their
arms
cruelly
,
and
the
steel
heads
broke
or
bent
like
lead
.
Mining
work
,
they
saw
clearly
was
no
good
against
the
magic
that
had
shut
this
door
;
and
they
grew
terrified
,
too
,
of
the
echoing
noise
.
Bilbo
found
sitting
on
the
doorstep
lonesome
and
wearisome-there
was
not
a
doorstep
,
of
course
,
really
,
but
they
used
to
call
the
little
grassy
space
between
the
wall
and
the
opening
the
"
doorstep
"
in
fun
,
remembering
Bilbo
's
words
long
ago
at
the
unexpected
party
in
his
hobbit-hole
,
when
he
said
they
could
sit
on
the
doorstep
till
they
thought
of
something
.
And
sit
and
think
they
did
,
or
wandered
aimlessly
about
,
and
glummer
and
glummer
they
became
.
Their
spirits
had
risen
a
little
at
the
discovery
of
the
path
,
but
now
they
sank
into
their
boots
;
and
yet
they
would
not
give
it
up
and
go
away
.
The
hobbit
was
no
longer
much
brighter
than
the
dwarves
.
He
would
do
nothing
but
sit
with
his
back
to
the
rock-face
and
stare
away
west
through
the
opening
,
over
the
cliff
,
over
the
wide
lands
to
the
black
wall
of
Mirkwood
,
and
to
the
distances
beyond
,
in
which
he
sometimes
thought
he
could
catch
glimpses
of
the
Misty
Mountains
small
and
far
.
If
the
dwarves
asked
him
what
he
was
doing
he
answered
:
"
You
said
sitting
on
the
doorstep
and
thinking
would
be
my
job
,
not
to
mention
getting
inside
,
so
I
am
sitting
and
thinking
.
"
But
I
am
afraid
he
was
not
thinking
much
of
the
job
,
but
of
what
lay
beyond
the
blue
distance
,
the
quiet
Western
Land
and
the
Hill
and
his
hobbit-hole
under
it
.
A
large
grey
stone
lay
in
the
centre
of
the
grass
and
he
stared
moodily
at
it
or
watched
the
great
snails
.
They
seemed
to
love
the
little
shut-in
bay
with
its
walls
of
cool
rock
,
and
there
were
many
of
them
of
huge
size
crawling
slowly
and
stickily
along
its
sides
.
"
Tomorrow
begins
the
last
week
of
Autumn
,
"
said
Thorin
one
day
.
"
And
winter
comes
after
autumn
,
"
said
Bifur
.
"
And
next
year
after
that
,
"
said
Dwalin
,
"
and
our
beards
will
grow
till
they
hang
down
the
cliff
to
the
valley
before
anything
happens
here
.
What
is
our
burglar
doing
for
us
?
Since
he
has
got
an
invisible
ring
,
and
ought
to
be
a
specially
excellent
performer
now
,
I
am
beginning
to
think
he
might
go
through
the
Front
Gate
and
spy
things
out
a
bit
!
"
Bilbo
heard
this-the
dwarves
were
on
the
rocks
just
:
above
the
enclosure
where
he
was
sitting-and
"
Good
Gracious
!
"
he
thought
,
"
so
that
is
what
they
are
beginning
to
think
,
is
it
?
It
is
always
poor
me
that
has
to
get
them
out
:
of
their
difficulties
,
at
least
since
the
wizard
left
.
Whatever
am
I
going
to
do
?
I
might
have
known
that
something
dreadful
would
happen
to
me
in
the
end
.
I
do
n't
think
I
could
bear
to
see
the
unhappy
valley
of
Dale
again
,
and
as
for
that
steaming
gate
!
!
"
That
night
he
was
very
miserable
and
hardly
slept
.
Next
day
the
dwarves
all
went
wandering
off
in
various
directions
;
some
were
exercising
the
ponies
down
below
,
some
were
roving
about
the
mountain-side
.
All
day
Bilbo
sat
gloomily
in
the
grassy
bay
gazing
at
the
stone
,
or
out
west
through
the
narrow
opening
.
He
had
a
queer
feeling
that
he
was
waiting
for
something
.
"
Perhaps
the
wizard
will
suddenly
come
back
today
,
"
he
thought
.
If
he
lifted
his
head
he
could
see
a
glimpse
of
the
distant
forest
.
As
the
sun
turned
west
there
was
a
gleam
of
yellow
upon
its
far
roof
,
as
if
the
light
caught
the
last
pale
leaves
.
Soon
he
saw
the
orange
ball
of
the
sun
sinking
towards
the
level
of
his
eyes
.
He
went
to
the
opening
and
there
pale
and
faint
was
a
thin
new
moon
above
the
rim
of
Earth
.
At
that
very
moment
he
heard
a
sharp
crack
behind
him
.
