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Take
it
that
I
have
disposed
of
my
share
as
I
wished
,
and
let
it
go
at
that
!
"
"
I
will
,
"
said
Thorin
grimly
.
"
And
I
will
let
you
go
at
that-and
may
we
never
meet
again
!
"
Then
he
turned
and
spoke
over
the
wall
.
"
I
am
betrayed
,
"
he
said
.
"
It
was
rightly
guessed
that
I
could
not
forbear
to
redeem
the
Arkenstone
,
the
treasure
of
my
house
.
For
it
I
will
give
one
fourteenth
share
of
the
hoard
in
silver
and
gold
,
setting
aside
the
gems
;
but
that
shall
be
accounted
the
promised
share
of
this
traitor
,
and
with
that
reward
he
shall
depart
,
and
you
can
divide
it
as
you
will
.
He
will
get
little
enough
,
I
doubt
not
.
Take
him
,
if
you
wish
him
to
live
;
and
no
friendship
of
mine
goes
with
him
.
"
Get
down
now
to
your
friends
!
"
he
said
to
Bilbo
,
"
or
I
will
throw
you
down
.
"
"
What
about
the
gold
and
silver
?
"
asked
Bilbo
.
"
That
shall
follow
after
,
as
can
be
arranged
,
"
said
he
.
"
Get
down
!
"
"
Until
then
we
keep
the
stone
,
"
cried
Bard
.
"
You
are
not
making
a
very
splendid
figure
as
King
under
the
Mountain
,
"
said
Gandalf
.
"
But
things
may
change
yet
.
"
"
They
may
indeed
,
"
said
Thorin
.
And
already
,
so
strong
was
the
bewilderment
of
the
treasure
upon
him
,
he
was
pondering
whether
by
the
help
of
Dain
he
might
not
recapture
the
Arkenstone
and
withhold
the
share
of
the
reward
.
And
so
Bilbo
was
swung
down
from
the
wall
,
and
departed
with
nothing
for
all
his
trouble
,
except
the
armour
which
Thorin
had
given
him
already
.
More
than
one
of
the
dwarves
'
in
their
hearts
felt
shame
and
pity
at
his
going
.
"
Farewell
!
"
he
cried
to
them
.
"
We
may
meet
again
as
friends
.
"
"
Be
off
!
"
called
Thorin
.
"
You
have
mail
upon
you
,
which
was
made
by
my
folk
,
and
is
too
good
for
you
.
It
can
not
be
pierced
.
by
arrows
;
but
if
you
do
not
hasten
,
I
will
sting
your
miserable
feet
.
So
be
swift
!
"
"
Not
so
hasty
!
"
said
Bard
.
"
We
will
give
you
until
tomorrow
.
At
noon
we
will
return
,
and
see
if
you
have
brought
from
the
hoard
the
portion
that
is
to
be
set
against
the
stone
.
If
that
is
done
without
deceit
,
then
we
will
depart
,
and
the
elf-host
will
go
back
to
the
Forest
.
In
the
meanwhile
farewell
!
"
With
that
they
went
back
to
the
camp
;
but
Thorin
sent
messengers
by
Rac
telling
Dain
of
what
had
passed
,
and
bidding
him
come
with
wary
speed
.
That
day
passed
and
the
night
.
The
next
day
the
wind
shifted
west
,
and
the
air
was
dark
and
gloomy
.
The
morning
was
still
early
when
a
cry
was
heard
in
the
camp
.
Runners
came
in
to
report
that
a
host
of
dwarves
had
appeared
round
the
eastern
spur
of
the
Mountain
and
was
now
hastening
to
Dale
.
Dain
had
come
.
He
had
hurried
on
through
the
night
,
and
so
had
come
upon
them
sooner
than
they
had
expected
.
