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"
Most
astonishing
wonderful
!
"
Then
off
they
went
into
another
song
as
ridiculous
as
the
one
I
have
written
down
in
full
.
At
last
one
,
a
tall
young
fellow
,
came
out
from
the
trees
and
bowed
to
Gandalf
and
to
Thorin
.
"
Welcome
to
the
valley
!
"
he
said
.
"
Thank
you
!
"
said
Thorin
a
bit
gruffly
;
but
Gandalf
was
already
off
his
horse
and
among
the
elves
,
talking
merrily
with
them
.
"
You
are
a
little
out
of
your
way
,
"
said
the
elf
:
"
that
is
,
if
you
are
making
for
the
only
path
across
the
water
and
to
the
house
beyond
.
We
will
set
you
right
,
but
you
had
best
get
on
foot
,
until
you
are
over
the
bridge
.
Are
you
going
to
stay
a
bit
and
sing
with
us
,
or
will
you
go
straight
on
?
Supper
is
preparing
over
there
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
can
smell
the
Wood-fires
for
the
cooking
.
"
Tired
as
he
was
,
Bilbo
would
have
liked
to
stay
awhile
.
Elvish
singing
is
not
a
thing
to
miss
,
in
June
under
the
stars
,
not
if
you
care
for
such
things
.
Also
he
would
have
liked
to
have
a
few
private
words
with
these
people
that
seemed
to
know
his
name
and
all
about
him
,
although
he
had
never
been
them
before
.
He
thought
their
opinion
of
his
adventure
might
be
interesting
.
Elves
know
a
lot
and
are
wondrous
folk
for
news
,
and
know
what
is
going
on
among
the
peoples
of
the
land
,
as
quick
as
water
flows
,
or
quicker
.
But
the
dwarves
were
all
for
supper
as
soon
'
as
possible
just
then
,
and
would
not
stay
.
On
they
all
went
,
leading
their
ponies
,
till
they
were
brought
to
a
good
path
and
so
at
last
to
the
very
brink
of
the
river
.
It
was
flowing
fast
and
noisily
,
as
mountain-streams
do
of
a
summer
evening
,
when
sun
has
been
all
day
on
the
snow
far
up
above
.
There
was
only
a
narrow
bridge
of
stone
without
a
parapet
,
as
narrow
as
a
pony
could
well
walk
on
;
and
over
that
they
had
to
go
,
slow
and
careful
,
one
by
one
,
each
leading
his
pony
by
the
bridle
.
The
elves
had
brought
bright
lanterns
to
the
shore
,
and
they
sang
a
merry
song
as
the
party
went
across
.
"
Do
n't
dip
your
beard
in
the
foam
,
father
!
"
they
cried
to
Thorin
,
who
was
bent
almost
on
to
his
hands
and
knees
.
"
It
is
long
enough
without
watering
it
.
"
"
Mind
Bilbo
does
n't
eat
all
the
cakes
!
"
they
called
.
"
He
is
too
fat
to
get
through
key-holes
yet
!
"
"
Hush
,
hush
!
Good
People
!
and
good
night
!
"
said
Gandalf
,
who
came
last
.
"
Valleys
have
ears
,
and
some
elves
have
over
merry
tongues
.
Good
night
!
"
And
so
at
last
they
all
came
to
the
Last
Homely
House
,
and
found
its
doors
flung
wide
.
