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William
never
spoke
for
he
stood
turned
to
stone
as
he
stooped
;
and
Bert
and
Tom
were
stuck
like
rocks
as
they
looked
at
him
.
And
there
they
stand
to
this
day
,
all
alone
,
unless
the
birds
perch
on
them
;
for
trolls
,
as
you
probably
know
,
must
be
underground
before
dawn
,
or
they
go
back
to
the
stuff
of
the
mountains
they
are
made
of
,
and
never
move
again
.
That
is
what
had
happened
to
Bert
and
Tom
and
William
.
"
Excellent
!
"
said
Gandalf
,
as
he
stepped
from
behind
a
tree
,
and
helped
Bilbo
to
climb
down
out
of
a
thorn-bush
.
Then
Bilbo
understood
.
It
was
the
wizard
's
voice
that
had
kept
the
trolls
bickering
and
quarrelling
,
until
the
light
came
and
made
an
end
of
them
.
The
next
thing
was
to
untie
the
sacks
and
let
out
the
dwarves
.
They
were
nearly
suffocated
,
and
very
annoyed
:
they
had
not
at
all
enjoyed
lying
there
listening
to
the
trolls
making
plans
for
roasting
them
and
squashing
them
and
mincing
them
.
They
had
to
hear
Bilbo
's
account
of
what
had
happened
to
him
twice
over
,
before
they
were
satisfied
.
"
Silly
time
to
go
practising
pinching
and
pocket-picking
,
"
said
Bombur
,
"
when
what
we
wanted
was
fire
and
food
!
"
"
And
that
's
just
what
you
would
n't
have
got
of
those
fellows
without
a
struggle
,
in
any
case
,
"
said
Gandalf
.
"
Anyhow
you
are
wasting
time
now
.
Do
n't
you
realize
that
the
trolls
must
have
a
cave
or
a
hole
dug
somewhere
near
to
hide
from
the
sun
in
?
We
must
look
into
it
!
"
They
searched
about
,
and
soon
found
the
marks
of
trolls
'
stony
boots
going
away
through
the
trees
.
They
followed
the
tracks
up
the
hill
,
until
hidden
by
bushes
they
came
on
a
big
door
of
stone
leading
to
a
cave
.
But
they
could
not
open
it
,
not
though
they
all
pushed
while
Gandalf
tried
various
incantations
.
"
Would
this
be
any
good
?
"
asked
Bilbo
,
when
they
were
getting
tired
and
angry
.
"
I
found
it
on
the
ground
where
the
trolls
had
their
fight
.
"
He
held
out
a
largish
key
,
though
no
doubt
William
had
thought
it
very
small
and
secret
.
It
must
have
fallen
out
of
his
pocket
,
very
luckily
,
before
he
was
turned
to
stone
.
"
Why
on
earth
did
n't
you
mention
it
before
?
"
they
cried
.
Gandalf
grabbed
it
and
fitted
it
into
the
key-hole
.
Then
the
stone
door
swung
back
with
one
big
push
,
and
they
all
went
inside
.
There
were
bones
on
the
floor
and
a
nasty
smell
was
in
the
air
;
but
there
was
a
good
deal
of
food
jumbled
carelessly
on
shelves
and
on
the
ground
,
among
an
untidy
litter
of
plunder
,
of
all
sorts
from
brass
buttons
to
pots
full
of
gold
coins
standing
in
a
corner
.
There
were
lots
of
clothes
,
too
,
hanging
on
the
walls-too
small
for
trolls
,
I
am
afraid
they
belonged
to
victims-and
among
them
were
several
swords
of
various
makes
,
shapes
,
and
sizes
.
Two
caught
their
eyes
particularly
,
because
of
their
beautiful
scabbards
and
jewelled
hilts
.
Gandalf
and
Thorin
each
took
one
of
these
;
and
Bilbo
took
a
knife
in
a
leather
sheath
.
It
would
have
made
only
a
tiny
pocket-knife
for
a
troll
,
but
it
was
as
good
as
a
short
sword
for
the
hobbit
.
"
These
look
like
good
blades
,
"
said
the
wizard
,
half
drawing
them
and
looking
at
them
curiously
.
"
They
were
not
made
by
any
troll
,
nor
by
any
smith
among
men
in
these
parts
and
days
;
but
when
we
can
read
the
runes
on
them
,
we
shall
know
more
about
them
.
"
