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"
That
would
be
no
good
,
"
said
the
wizard
,
"
not
without
a
mighty
Warrior
,
even
a
Hero
.
I
tried
to
find
one
;
but
warriors
are
busy
fighting
one
another
in
distant
lands
,
and
in
this
neighbourhood
heroes
are
scarce
,
or
simply
lot
to
be
found
.
Swords
in
these
parts
are
mostly
blunt
,
and
axes
are
used
for
trees
,
and
shields
as
cradles
or
dish-covers
;
and
dragons
are
comfortably
far-off
(
and
therefore
legendary
)
.
That
is
why
I
settled
on
burglary-especially
when
I
remembered
the
existence
of
a
Side-door
.
And
here
is
our
little
Bilbo
Baggins
,
the
burglar
,
the
chosen
and
selected
burglar
.
So
now
let
's
get
on
and
make
some
plans
.
"
"
Very
well
then
,
"
said
Thorin
,
"
supposing
the
burglar-expert
gives
us
some
ideas
or
suggestions
.
"
He
turned
with
mock-politeness
to
Bilbo
.
"
First
I
should
like
to
know
a
bit
more
about
things
,
"
said
he
,
feeling
all
confused
and
a
bit
shaky
inside
,
but
so
far
still
lookishly
determined
to
go
on
with
things
.
"
I
mean
about
the
gold
and
the
dragon
,
and
all
that
,
and
how
it
got
there
,
and
who
it
belongs
to
,
and
so
on
and
further
.
"
"
Bless
me
!
"
said
Thorin
,
"
have
n't
you
got
a
map
?
and
did
n't
you
hear
our
song
?
and
have
n't
we
been
talking
about
all
this
for
hours
?
"
"
All
the
same
,
I
should
like
it
all
plain
and
clear
,
"
said
he
obstinately
,
putting
on
his
business
manner
(
usually
reserved
for
people
who
tried
to
borrow
money
off
him
)
,
and
doing
his
best
to
appear
wise
and
prudent
and
professional
and
live
up
to
Gandalf
's
recommendation
.
"
Also
I
should
like
to
know
about
risks
,
out-of-pocket
expenses
,
time
required
and
remuneration
,
and
so
forth
"
-
by
which
he
meant
:
"
What
am
I
going
to
get
out
of
it
?
and
am
I
going
to
come
back
alive
?
"
"
O
very
well
,
"
said
Thorin
.
"
Long
ago
in
my
grandfather
Thror
's
time
our
family
was
driven
out
of
the
far
North
,
and
came
back
with
all
their
wealth
and
their
tools
to
this
Mountain
on
the
map
.
It
had
been
discovered
by
my
far
ancestor
,
Thrain
the
Old
,
but
now
they
mined
and
they
tunnelled
and
they
made
huger
halls
and
greater
workshops
-
and
in
addition
I
believe
they
found
a
good
deal
of
gold
and
a
great
many
jewels
too
.
Anyway
they
grew
immensely
rich
and
famous
,
and
my
grandfather
was
King
under
the
Mountain
again
and
treated
with
great
reverence
by
the
mortal
men
,
who
lived
to
the
South
,
and
were
gradually
spreading
up
the
Running
River
as
far
as
the
valley
overshadowed
by
the
Mountain
.
They
built
the
merry
town
of
Dale
there
in
those
days
.
Kings
used
to
send
for
our
smiths
,
and
reward
even
the
least
skilful
most
richly
.
Fathers
would
beg
us
to
take
their
sons
as
apprentices
,
and
pay
us
handsomely
,
especially
in
food-supplies
,
which
we
never
bothered
to
grow
or
find
for
ourselves
.
Altogether
those
were
good
days
for
us
,
and
the
poorest
of
us
had
money
to
spend
and
to
lend
,
and
leisure
to
make
beautiful
things
just
for
the
fun
of
it
,
not
to
speak
of
the
most
marvellous
and
magical
toys
,
the
like
of
which
is
not
to
be
found
in
the
world
now-a-days
.
So
my
grandfather
's
halls
became
full
of
armour
and
jewels
and
carvings
and
cups
,
and
the
toy-market
of
Dale
was
the
wonder
of
the
North
.
"
Undoubtedly
that
was
what
brought
the
dragon
.
Dragons
steal
gold
and
jewels
,
you
know
,
from
men
and
elves
and
dwarves
,
wherever
they
can
find
them
;
and
they
guard
their
plunder
as
long
as
they
live
(
which
is
practically
forever
,
unless
they
are
killed
)
,
and
never
enjoy
a
brass
ring
of
it
.
Indeed
they
hardly
know
a
good
bit
of
work
from
a
bad
,
though
they
usually
have
a
good
notion
of
the
current
market
value
;
and
they
ca
n't
make
a
thing
for
themselves
,
not
even
mend
a
little
loose
scale
of
their
armour
.
There
were
lots
of
dragons
in
the
North
in
those
days
,
and
gold
was
probably
getting
scarce
up
there
,
with
the
dwarves
flying
south
or
getting
killed
,
and
all
the
general
waste
and
destruction
that
dragons
make
going
from
bad
to
worse
.
There
was
a
most
specially
greedy
,
strong
and
wicked
worm
called
Smaug
.
One
day
he
flew
up
into
the
air
and
came
south
.
The
first
we
heard
of
it
was
a
noise
like
a
hurricane
coming
from
the
North
,
and
the
pine-trees
on
the
Mountain
creaking
and
cracking
in
the
wind
.
Some
of
the
dwarves
who
happened
to
be
outside
(
I
was
one
luckily
-
a
fine
adventurous
lad
in
those
days
,
always
wandering
about
,
and
it
saved
my
life
that
day
)
-
well
,
from
a
good
way
off
we
saw
the
dragon
settle
on
our
mountain
in
a
spout
of
flame
.
Then
he
came
down
the
slopes
and
when
he
reached
the
woods
they
all
went
up
in
fire
.
By
that
time
all
the
bells
were
ringing
in
Dale
and
the
warriors
were
arming
.
The
dwarves
rushed
out
of
their
great
gate
;
but
there
was
the
dragon
waiting
for
them
.
None
escaped
that
way
.
The
river
rushed
up
in
steam
and
a
fog
fell
on
Dale
,
and
in
the
fog
the
dragon
came
on
them
and
destroyed
most
of
the
warriors-the
usual
unhappy
story
,
it
was
only
too
common
in
those
days
.
Then
he
went
back
and
crept
in
through
the
Front
Gate
and
routed
out
all
the
halls
,
and
lanes
,
and
tunnels
,
alleys
,
cellars
,
mansions
and
passages
.
After
that
there
were
no
dwarves
left
alive
inside
,
and
he
took
all
their
wealth
for
himself
.
Probably
,
for
that
is
the
dragons
'
way
,
he
has
piled
it
all
up
in
a
great
heap
far
inside
,
and
sleeps
on
it
for
a
bed
.
Later
he
used
to
crawl
out
of
the
great
gate
and
come
by
night
to
Dale
,
and
carry
away
people
,
especially
maidens
,
to
eat
,
until
Dale
was
ruined
,
and
all
the
people
dead
or
gone
.
What
goes
on
there
now
I
do
n't
know
for
certain
,
but
I
do
n't
suppose
anyone
lives
nearer
to
the
Mountain
than
the
far
edge
of
the
Long
Lake
now-a-days
.
"
The
few
of
us
that
were
well
outside
sat
and
wept
in
hiding
,
and
cursed
Smaug
;
and
there
we
were
unexpectedly
joined
by
my
father
and
my
grandfather
with
singed
beards
.
They
looked
very
grim
but
they
said
very
little
.
When
I
asked
how
they
had
got
away
,
they
told
me
to
hold
my
tongue
,
and
said
that
one
day
in
the
proper
time
I
should
know
.
After
that
we
went
away
,
and
we
have
had
to
earn
our
livings
as
best
we
could
up
and
down
the
lands
,
often
enough
sinking
as
low
as
blacksmith-work
or
even
coalmining
.
But
we
have
never
forgotten
our
stolen
treasure
.
And
even
now
,
when
I
will
allow
we
have
a
good
bit
laid
by
and
are
not
so
badly
off
"
-
here
Thorin
stroked
the
gold
chain
round
his
neck
-
"
we
still
mean
to
get
it
back
,
and
to
bring
our
curses
home
to
Smaug-if
we
can
.
"
I
have
often
wondered
about
my
father
's
and
my
grandfather
's
escape
.
I
see
now
they
must
have
had
a
private
Side-door
which
only
they
knew
about
.
But
apparently
they
made
a
map
,
and
I
should
like
to
know
how
Gandalf
got
hold
of
it
,
and
why
it
did
not
come
down
to
me
,
the
rightful
heir
.
"
"
I
did
not
'
get
hold
of
it
,
'
I
was
given
it
,
"
said
the
wizard
.
"
Your
grandfather
Thror
was
killed
,
you
remember
,
in
the
mines
of
Moria
by
Azog
the
Goblin
-
"
"
Curse
his
name
,
yes
,
"
said
Thorin
.
