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Suddenly
one
of
the
goblins
inside
shouted
:
"
There
is
a
shadow
by
the
door
.
Something
is
outside
!
"
Bilbo
's
heart
jumped
into
his
mouth
.
He
gave
a
terrific
squirm
.
Buttons
burst
off
in
all
directions
.
He
was
through
,
with
a
torn
coat
and
waistcoat
,
leaping
down
the
steps
like
a
goat
,
while
bewildered
goblins
were
still
picking
up
his
nice
brass
buttons
on
the
doorstep
.
Of
course
they
soon
came
down
after
him
,
hooting
and
hallooing
,
and
hunting
among
the
trees
.
But
they
do
n't
like
the
sun
:
it
makes
their
legs
wobble
and
their
heads
giddy
.
They
could
not
find
Bilbo
with
the
ring
on
,
slipping
in
and
out
of
the
shadow
of
the
trees
,
running
quick
and
quiet
,
and
keeping
out
of
the
sun
;
so
soon
they
went
back
grumbling
and
cursing
to
guard
the
door
.
Bilbo
had
escaped
.
Bilbo
had
escaped
the
goblins
,
but
he
did
not
know
where
he
was
.
He
had
lost
hood
,
cloak
,
food
,
pony
,
his
buttons
and
his
friends
.
He
wandered
on
and
on
,
till
the
sun
began
to
sink
westwards-behind
the
mountains
.
Their
shadows
fell
across
Bilbo
's
path
,
and
he
looked
back
.
Then
he
looked
forward
and
could
see
before
him
only
ridges
and
slopes
falling
towards
lowlands
and
plains
glimpsed
occasionally
between
the
trees
.
"
Good
heavens
!
"
he
exclaimed
.
"
I
seem
to
have
got
right
to
the
other
side
of
the
Misty
Mountains
,
right
to
the
edge
of
the
Land
Beyond
!
Where
and
O
where
can
Gandalf
and
the
dwarves
have
got
to
?
I
only
hope
to
goodness
they
are
not
still
back
there
in
the
power
of
the
goblins
!
"
He
still
wandered
on
,
out
of
the
little
high
valley
,
over
its
edge
,
and
down
the
slopes
beyond
;
but
all
the
while
a
very
uncomfortable
thought
was
growing
inside
him
.
He
wondered
whether
he
ought
not
,
now
he
had
the
magic
ring
,
to
go
back
into
the
horrible
,
horrible
,
tunnels
and
look
for
his
friends
.
He
had
just
made
up
his
mind
that
it
was
his
duty
,
that
he
must
turn
back-and
very
miserable
he
felt
about
it-when
he
heard
voices
.
He
stopped
and
listened
.
It
did
not
sound
like
goblins
;
so
he
crept
forward
carefully
.
He
was
on
a
stony
path
winding
downwards
with
a
rocky
wall
.
on
the
left
hand
;
on
the
other
side
the
ground
sloped
away
and
there
were
dells
below
the
level
of
the
path
overhung
with
bushes
and
low
trees
.
In
one
of
these
dells
under
the
bushes
people
were
talking
.
He
crept
still
nearer
,
and
suddenly
he
saw
peering
between
two
big
boulders
a
head
with
a
red
hood
on
:
it
was
Balin
doing
look-out
.
He
could
have
clapped
and
shouted
for
joy
,
but
he
did
not
.
He
had
still
got
the
ring
on
,
for
fear
of
meeting
something
unexpected
and
unpleasant
,
and
he
saw
that
Balin
was
looking
straight
at
him
without
noticing
him
.
"
I
will
give
them
all
a
surprise
,
"
he
thought
,
as
he
crawled
into
the
bushes
at
the
edge
of
the
dell
.
Gandalf
was
arguing
with
the
dwarves
.
They
were
discussing
all
that
had
happened
to
them
in
the
tunnels
,
and
wondering
and
debating
what
they
were
to
do
now
.
The
dwarves
were
grumbling
,
and
Gandalf
was
saying
that
they
could
not
possibly
go
on
with
their
journey
leaving
Mr.
Baggins
in
the
hands
of
the
goblins
,
without
trying
to
find
out
if
he
was
alive
or
dead
,
and
without
trying
to
rescue
him
.
"
After
all
he
is
my
friend
,
"
said
the
wizard
,
"
and
not
a
bad
little
chap
.
I
feel
responsible
for
him
.
I
wish
to
goodness
you
had
not
lost
him
.
"
The
dwarves
wanted
to
know
why
he
had
ever
been
brought
at
all
,
why
he
could
not
stick
to
his
friends
and
come
along
with
them
,
and
why
the
wizard
had
not
chosen
someone
with
more
sense
.
"
He
has
been
more
trouble
than
use
so
far
,
"
said
one
.
"
If
we
have
got
to
'
go
back
now
into
those
abominable
tunnels
to
look
for
him
,
then
drat
him
,
I
say
.
"
