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"
It
's
got
to
ask
uss
a
quesstion
,
my
preciouss
,
yes
,
yess
,
yesss
.
Jusst
one
more
quesstion
to
guess
,
yes
,
yess
,
"
said
Gollum
.
But
Bilbo
simply
could
not
think
of
any
question
with
that
nasty
wet
cold
thing
sitting
next
to
him
,
and
pawing
and
poking
him
.
He
scratched
himself
,
he
pinched
himself
;
still
he
could
not
think
of
anything
.
"
Ask
us
!
ask
us
!
"
said
Gollum
.
Bilbo
pinched
himself
and
slapped
himself
;
he
gripped
on
his
little
sword
;
he
even
felt
in
his
pocket
with
his
other
hand
.
There
he
found
the
ring
he
had
picked
up
in
the
passage
and
forgotten
about
.
"
What
have
I
got
in
my
pocket
?
"
he
said
aloud
.
He
was
talking
to
himself
,
but
Gollum
thought
it
was
a
riddle
,
and
he
was
frightfully
upset
.
"
Not
fair
!
not
fair
!
"
he
hissed
.
"
It
is
n't
fair
,
my
precious
,
is
it
,
to
ask
us
what
it
's
got
in
its
nassty
little
pocketses
?
"
Bilbo
seeing
what
had
happened
and
having
nothing
better
to
ask
stuck
to
his
question
.
"
What
have
I
got
in
my
pocket
?
"
he
said
louder
.
"
S-s-s-s-s
,
"
hissed
Gollum
.
"
It
must
give
us
three
guesseses
,
my
preciouss
,
three
guesseses
.
"
"
Very
well
!
Guess
away
!
"
said
Bilbo
.
"
Handses
!
"
said
Gollum
.
"
Wrong
,
"
said
Bilbo
,
who
had
luckily
just
taken
his
hand
out
again
.
"
Guess
again
!
"
"
S-s-s-s-s
,
"
said
Gollum
more
upset
than
ever
.
He
thought
of
all
the
things
he
kept
in
his
own
pockets
:
fishbones
,
goblins
'
teeth
,
wet
shells
,
a
bit
of
bat-wing
,
a
sharp
stone
to
sharpen
his
fangs
on
,
and
other
nasty
things
.
He
tried
to
think
what
other
people
kept
in
their
pockets
.
"
Knife
!
"
he
said
at
last
.
"
Wrong
!
"
said
Bilbo
,
who
had
lost
his
some
time
ago
.
"
Last
guess
!
"
Now
Gollum
was
in
a
much
worse
state
than
when
Bilbo
had
asked
him
the
egg-question
.
He
hissed
and
spluttered
and
rocked
himself
backwards
and
forwards
,
and
slapped
his
feet
on
the
floor
,
and
wriggled
and
squirmed
;
but
still
he
did
not
dare
to
waste
his
last
guess
.
"
Come
on
!
"
said
Bilbo
.
"
I
am
waiting
!
"
He
tried
to
sound
bold
and
cheerful
,
but
he
did
not
feel
at
all
sure
how
the
game
was
going
to
end
,
whether
Gollum
guessed
right
or
not
.
