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They
saw
him
sooner
than
he
saw
them
.
Yes
,
they
saw
him
.
Whether
it
was
.
an
accident
,
or
a
last
trick
of
the
ring
before
it
took
a
new
master
,
it
was
not
on
his
finger
.
With
yells
of
delight
the
goblins
rushed
upon
him
.
A
pang
of
fear
and
loss
,
like
an
echo
of
Gollum
's
misery
,
smote
Bilbo
,
and
forgetting
even
to
draw
his
sword
he
struck
his
hands
into
his
pockets
.
And
-
there
was
the
ring
still
,
in
his
left
pocket
,
and
it
slipped
on
his
finger
.
The
goblins
stopped
short
.
They
could
not
see
a
sign
of
him
.
He
had
vanished
.
They
yelled
twice
as
loud
as
before
,
but
not
so
delightedly
.
"
Where
is
it
?
"
they
cried
.
"
Go
back
up
the
passage
!
"
some
shouted
.
"
This
way
!
"
some
yelled
.
"
That
way
!
"
others
yelled
.
"
Look
out
for
the
door
,
"
bellowed
the
captain
.
Whistles
blew
,
armour
clashed
,
swords
rattled
,
goblins
cursed
and
swore
and
ran
hither
and
thither
,
falling
over
one
another
and
getting
very
angry
.
There
was
a
terrible
outcry
,
to-do
,
and
disturbance
.
Bilbo
was
dreadfully
frightened
,
but
he
had
the
sense
to
understand
what
had
happened
and
to
sneak
behind
a
big
barrel
which
held
drink
for
the
goblin-guards
,
and
so
get
out
of
the
way
and
avoid
being
bumped
into
,
trampled
to
death
,
or
caught
by
feel
.
"
I
must
get
to
the
door
,
I
must
get
to
the
door
!
"
he
kept
on
saying
to
himself
,
but
it
was
a
long
time
before
he
ventured
to
try
.
Then
it
was
like
a
horrible
game
of
blind-man
's
buff
.
The
place
was
full
of
goblins
running
about
,
and
the
poor
little
hobbit
dodged
this
way
and
that
,
was
knocked
over
by
a
goblin
who
could
not
make
out
what
he
had
bumped
into
,
scrambled
away
on
all
fours
,
slipped
between
the
legs
of
the
captain
just
in
time
,
got
up
,
and
ran
for
the
door
.
It
was
still
ajar
,
but
a
goblin
had
pushed
it
nearly
to
.
Bilbo
struggled
but
he
could
not
move
it
.
He
tried
to
squeeze
through
the
crack
.
He
squeezed
and
squeezed
,
and
he
stuck
!
It
was
awful
.
His
buttons
had
got
wedged
on
the
edge
of
the
door
and
the
door-post
.
He
could
see
outside
into
the
open
air
:
there
were
a
few
steps
running
down
into
a
narrow
valley
between
tall
mountains
;
the
sun
came
out
from
behind
a
cloud
and
shone
bright
on
the
outside
of
the
door-but
he
could
not
get
through
.
