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Soon
they
were
getting
drenched
and
their
ponies
were
standing
with
their
heads
down
and
their
tails
between
their
legs
,
and
some
of
them
were
whinnying
with
fright
.
They
could
hear
the
giants
guffawing
and
shouting
all
over
the
mountainsides
.
"
This
wo
n't
do
at
all
!
"
said
Thorin
.
"
If
we
do
n't
get
blown
off
or
drowned
,
or
struck
by
lightning
,
we
shall
be
picked
up
by
some
giant
and
kicked
sky-high
for
a
football
.
"
"
Well
,
if
you
know
of
anywhere
better
,
take
us
there
!
"
said
Gandalf
,
who
was
feeling
very
grumpy
,
and
was
far
from
happy
about
the
giants
himself
.
The
end
of
their
argument
was
that
they
sent
Fill
and
Kili
to
look
for
a
better
shelter
.
They
had
very
sharp
eyes
,
and
being
the
youngest
of
the
dwarves
by
some
fifty
years
they
usually
got
these
sort
of
jobs
(
when
everybody
could
see
that
it
was
absolutely
no
use
sending
Bilbo
)
.
There
is
nothing
like
looking
,
if
you
want
to
find
something
(
or
so
Thorin
said
to
the
young
dwarves
)
.
You
certainly
usually
find
something
,
if
you
look
,
but
it
is
not
always
quite
the
something
you
were
after
.
So
it
proved
on
this
occasion
.
Soon
Fili
and
Kili
came
crawling
back
,
holding
on
to
the
rocks
in
the
wind
.
"
We
have
found
a
dry
cave
,
"
they
said
,
"
not
far
round
the
next
corner
;
and
ponies
and
all
could
get
inside
.
"
"
Have
you
thoroughly
explored
it
?
"
said
the
wizard
,
who
knew
that
caves
up
in
the
mountains
were
seldom
unoccupied
.
"
Yes
,
yes
!
"
they
said
,
though
everybody
knew
they
could
not
have
been
long
about
it
;
they
had
come
back
too
quick
.
"
It
is
n't
all
that
big
,
and
it
does
not
go
far
back
.
"
That
,
of
course
,
is
the
dangerous
part
about
caves
:
you
do
n't
know
how
far
they
go
back
,
sometimes
,
or
where
a
passage
behind
may
lead
to
,
or
what
is
waiting
for
you
inside
.
But
now
Fili
and
Kill
's
news
seemed
good
enough
.
So
they
all
got
up
and
prepared
to
move
.
The
wind
was
howling
and
the
thunder
still
growling
,
and
they
had
a
business
getting
themselves
and
their
ponies
along
.
Still
it
was
not
very
far
to
go
,
and
before
long
they
came
to
a
big
rock
standing
out
into
the
path
.
If
you
stepped
behind
,
you
found
a
low
arch
in
the
side
of
the
mountain
.
There
was
just
room
to
get
the
ponies
through
with
a
squeeze
,
when
they
had
been
unpacked
and
unsaddled
.
As
they
passed
under
the
arch
,
it
was
good
to
hear
the
wind
and
the
rain
outside
instead
of
all
about
them
,
and
to
feel
safe
from
the
giants
and
their
rocks
.
But
the
wizard
was
taking
no
risks
.
He
lit
up
his
wand
-
as
he
did
that
day
in
Bilbo
's
dining-room
that
seemed
so
long
ago
,
if
you
remember
-
,
and
by
its
light
they
explored
the
cave
from
end
to
end
.
It
seemed
quite
a
fair
size
,
but
not
too
large
and
mysterious
.
It
had
a
dry
floor
and
some
comfortable
nooks
.
At
one
end
there
was
room
for
the
ponies
;
and
there
they
stood
(
mighty
glad
of
the
change
)
steaming
,
and
champing
in
their
nosebags
.
Oin
and
Gloin
wanted
to
light
a
fire
at
the
door
to
dry
their
clothes
,
but
Gandalf
would
not
hear
of
it
.
So
they
spread
out
their
wet
things
on
the
floor
,
and
got
dry
ones
out
of
their
bundles
;
then
they
made
their
blankets
comfortable
,
got
out
their
pipes
and
blew
smoke
rings
,
which
Gandalf
turned
into
different
colours
and
set
dancing
up
by
the
roof
to
amuse
them
.
They
talked
and
talked
,
and
forgot
about
the
storm
,
and
discussed
what
each
would
do
with
his
share
of
the
treasure
(
when
they
got
it
,
which
at
the
moment
did
not
seem
so
impossible
)
;
and
so
they
dropped
off
to
sleep
one
by
one
.
And
that
was
the
last
time
that
they
used
the
ponies
,
packages
,
baggages
,
tools
and
paraphernalia
that
they
had
brought
with
them
.
It
turned
out
a
good
thing
that
night
that
they
had
brought
little
Bilbo
with
them
,
after
all
.
For
somehow
,
he
could
not
go
to
sleep
for
a
long
while
;
and
when
he
did
sleep
,
he
had
very
nasty
dreams
.
He
dreamed
that
a
crack
in
the
wall
at
the
back
of
the
cave
got
bigger
and
bigger
,
and
opened
wider
and
wider
,
and
he
was
very
afraid
but
could
not
call
out
or
do
anything
but
lie
and
look
.
Then
he
dreamed
that
the
floor
of
the
cave
was
giving
way
,
and
he
was
slipping-beginning
to
fall
down
,
down
,
goodness
knows
where
to
.
At
that
he
woke
up
with
a
horrible
start
,
and
found
that
part
of
his
dream
was
true
.
A
crack
had
opened
at
the
back
of
the
cave
,
and
was
already
a
wide
passage
.
He
was
just
in
time
to
see
the
last
of
the
ponies
'
tails
disappearing
into
it
.
Of
course
he
gave
a
very
loud
yell
,
as
loud
a
yell
as
a
hobbit
can
give
,
which
is
surprising
for
their
size
.
Out
jumped
the
goblins
,
big
goblins
,
great
ugly-looking
goblins
,
lots
of
goblins
,
before
you
could
say
rocks
and
blocks
.
There
were
six
to
each
dwarf
,
at
least
,
and
two
even
for
Bilbo
;
and
they
were
all
grabbed
and
carried
through
the
crack
,
before
you
could
say
tinder
and
flint
.
But
not
Gandalf
.
Bilbo
's
yell
had
done
that
much
good
.
It
had
wakened
him
up
wide
in
a
splintered
second
,
and
when
goblins
came
to
grab
him
,
there
was
a
terrible
flash
like
lightning
in
the
cave
,
a
smell
like
gunpowder
,
and
several
of
them
fell
dead
.
