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I
serve
you
still-though
after
a
while
I
may
think
again
of
your
words
and
go
North
with
any
that
will
follow
me
.
"
Then
he
strode
off
to
help
in
the
ordering
of
the
camps
and
in
the
care
of
the
sick
and
the
wounded
.
But
the
Master
scowled
at
his
back
as
he
went
,
and
remained
sitting
on
the
ground
.
He
thought
much
but
said
little
,
unless
it
was
to
call
loudly
for
men
to
bring
him
fire
and
food
.
Now
everywhere
Bard
went
he
found
talk
running
like
fire
among
the
people
concerning
the
vast
treasure
that
was
now
unguarded
.
Men
spoke
of
the
recompense
for
all
their
harm
that
they
would
soon
get
from
it
,
and
wealth
over
and
to
spare
with
which
to
buy
rich
things
from
the
South
;
and
it
cheered
them
greatly
in
their
plight
.
That
was
as
well
,
for
the
night
was
bitter
and
miserable
.
Shelters
could
be
contrived
for
few
(
the
Master
had
one
)
and
there
was
little
food
(
even
the
Master
went
short
)
.
Many
took
ill
of
wet
and
cold
and
sorrow
that
night
,
and
afterwards
died
,
who
had
escaped
uninjured
from
the
ruin
of
the
town
;
and
in
the
days
that
followed
there
was
much
sickness
and
great
hunger
.
Meanwhile
Bard
took
the
lead
,
and
ordered
things
as
he
wished
,
though
always
in
the
Master
's
name
,
and
he
had
a
hard
task
to
govern
the
people
and
direct
the
preparations
for
their
protection
and
housing
.
Probably
most
of
them
would
have
perished
in
the
winter
that
now
hurried
after
autumn
,
if
help
had
not
been
to
hand
.
But
help
came
swiftly
;
for
Bard
at
once
had
speedy
messengers
sent
up
the
river
to
the
Forest
to
ask
the
aid
of
the
King
of
the
Elves
of
the
Wood
,
and
these
messengers
had
found
a
host
already
on
the
move
,
although
it
was
then
only
the
third
day
after
the
fall
of
Smaug
.
The
Elvenking
had
received
news
from
his
own
messengers
and
from
the
birds
that
loved
his
folk
,
and
already
knew
much
of
what
had
happened
.
Very
great
indeed
was
the
commotion
among
all
things
with
wings
that
dwelt
on
the
borders
of
the
Desolation
of
the
Dragon
.
The
air
was
filled
with
circling
flocks
,
and
their
swift-flying
messengers
flew
here
and
there
across
the
sky
.
Above
the
borders
of
the
Forest
there
was
whistling
,
crying
and
piping
.
Far
over
Mirkwood
tidings
spread
:
"
Smaug
is
dead
!
"
Leaves
rustled
and
startled
ears
were
lifted
.
Even
before
the
Elvenking
rode
forth
the
news
had
passed
west
right
to
the
pinewoods
of
the
Misty
Mountains
;
Beorn
had
heard
it
in
his
wooden
house
,
and
the
goblins
were
at
council
in
their
caves
.
"
That
will
be
the
last
we
shall
hear
of
Thorin
Oakenshield
,
I
fear
,
"
said
the
king
.
"
He
would
have
done
better
to
have
remained
my
guest
.
It
is
an
ill
wind
,
all
the
same
,
"
he
added
,
"
that
blows
no
one
any
good
.
"
For
he
too
had
not
forgotten
the
legend
of
the
wealth
of
Thror
.
So
it
was
that
Bard
's
messengers
found
him
now
marching
with
many
spearmen
and
bowmen
;
and
crows
were
gathered
thick
,
above
him
,
for
they
thought
that
war
was
awakening
again
,
such
as
had
not
been
in
those
parts
for
a
long
age
.
But
the
king
,
when
he
received
the
prayers
of
Bard
,
had
pity
,
for
he
was
the
lord
of
a
good
and
kindly
people
;
so
turning
his
march
,
which
had
at
first
been
direct
towards
the
Mountain
,
he
hastened
now
down
the
river
to
the
Long
Lake
.
He
had
not
boats
or
rafts
enough
for
his
host
,
and
they
were
forced
to
go
the
slower
way
by
foot
;
but
great
store
of
goods
he
sent
ahead
by
water
.
Still
elves
are
light-footed
,
and
though
they
were
not
in
these
days
much
used
to
the
marches
and
the
treacherous
lands
between
the
Forest
and
the
Lake
,
their
going
was
swift
.
Only
five
days
after
the
death
of
the
dragon
they
came
upon
the
shores
and
looked
on
the
ruins
of
the
town
.
Their
welcome
was
good
,
as
may
be
expected
,
and
the
men
and
their
Master
were
ready
to
make
any
bargain
for
the
future
in
return
for
the
Elvenking
's
aid
.
Their
plans
were
soon
made
.
With
the
women
and
the
children
,
the
old
and
the
unfit
,
the
Master
remained
behind
;
and
with
him
were
some
men
of
crafts
and
many
skilled
elves
;
and
they
busied
themselves
felling
trees
,
and
collecting
the
timber
sent
down
from
the
Forest
.
Then
they
set
about
raising
many
huts
by
the
shore
against
the
oncoming
winter
;
and
also
under
the
Master
's
direction
they
began
the
planning
of
a
new
town
,
designed
more
fair
and
large
even
than
before
,
but
not
in
the
same
place
.
They
removed
northward
higher
up
the
shore
;
for
ever
after
they
had
a
dread
of
the
water
where
the
dragon
lay
.
He
would
never
again
return
to
his
golden
bed
,
but
was
stretched
cold
as
stone
,
twisted
upon
the
floor
of
the
shallows
There
for
ages
his
huge
bones
could
be
seen
in
calm
weather
amid
the
ruined
piles
of
the
old
town
.
But
few
dared
to
cross
the
cursed
spot
,
and
none
dared
to
dive
into
the
shivering
water
or
recover
the
precious
stones
that
fell
from
his
rotting
carcass
.
But
all
the
men
of
arms
who
were
still
able
,
and
the
most
of
the
Elvenking
's
array
,
got
ready
to
march
north
to
the
Mountain
.
It
was
thus
that
in
eleven
days
from
the
ruin
of
the
town
the
head
of
their
host
passed
the
rock-gates
at
the
end
of
the
lake
and
came
into
the
desolate
lands
.
Now
we
will
return
to
Bilbo
and
the
dwarves
.
All
night
one
of
them
had
watched
,
but
when
morning
came
they
had
not
heard
or
seen
any
sign
of
danger
.
But
ever
more
thickly
the
birds
were
gathering
.
Their
companies
came
flying
from
the
South
;
and
the
crows
that
still
lived
about
the
Mountain
were
wheeling
and
crying
unceasingly
above
.
"
Something
strange
is
happening
,
"
said
Thorin
.
"
The
time
has
gone
for
the
autumn
wanderings
;
and
these
are
birds
that
dwell
always
in
the
land
;
there
are
starlings
and
flocks
of
finches
;
and
far
off
there
are
many
carrion
birds
as
if
a
battle
were
afoot
!
"
Suddenly
Bilbo
pointed
:
"
There
is
that
old
thrush
again
!
"
he
cried
.
"
He
seems
to
have
escaped
,
when
Smaug
smashed
the
mountain-side
,
but
I
do
n't
suppose
the
snails
have
!
"
