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"
A
very
ticklish
business
,
it
was
,
"
he
said
.
"
Touch
and
go
!
"
But
,
of
course
,
Gandalf
had
made
a
special
study
of
bewitchments
with
fire
and
lights
(
even
the
hobbit
had
never
forgotten
the
magic
fireworks
at
Old
Took
's
midsummer-eve
parties
,
as
you
remember
)
.
The
rest
we
all
know
-
except
that
Gandalf
knew
all
about
the
back-door
,
as
the
goblins
called
the
lower
gate
,
where
Bilbo
lost
his
buttons
.
As
a
matter
of
fact
it
was
well
known
to
anybody
who
was
acquainted
with
this
part
of
the
mountains
;
but
it
took
a
wizard
to
keep
his
head
in
the
tunnels
and
guide
them
in
the
right
direction
.
"
They
made
that
gate
ages
ago
,
"
he
said
,
"
partly
for
a
way
of
escape
,
if
they
needed
one
;
partly
as
a
way
out
into
the
lands
beyond
,
where
they
still
come
in
the
dark
and
do
great
damage
.
They
guard
it
always
and
no
one
has
ever
managed
to
block
it
up
.
They
will
guard
it
doubly
after
this
,
"
he
laughed
.
All
the
others
laughed
too
.
After
all
they
had
lost
a
good
deal
,
but
they
had
killed
the
Great
Goblin
and
a
great
many
others
besides
,
and
they
had
all
escaped
,
so
they
might
be
said
to
have
had
the
best
of
it
so
far
.
But
the
wizard
called
them
to
their
senses
.
"
We
must
be
getting
on
at
once
,
now
we
are
a
little
rested
,
"
he
said
.
"
They
will
be
out
after
us
in
hundreds
when
night
comes
on
;
and
already
shadows
are
lengthening
.
They
can
smell
our
footsteps
for
hours
and
hours
after
we
have
passed
.
We
must
be
miles
on
before
dusk
.
There
will
be
a
bit
of
moon
,
if
it
keeps
fine
,
and
that
is
lucky
.
Not
that
they
mind
the
moon
much
,
but
it
will
give
us
a
little
light
to
steer
by
.
"
"
O
yes
!
"
he
said
in
answer
to
more
questions
from
the
hobbit
.
"
You
lose
track
of
time
inside
goblin-tunnels
.
Today
's
Thursday
,
and
it
was
Monday
night
or
Tuesday
morning
that
we
were
captured
.
We
have
gone
miles
and
miles
,
and
come
right
down
through
the
heart
of
the
mountains
,
and
are
now
on
the
other
side-quite
a
short
cut
.
But
we
are
not
at
the
point
to
which
our
pass
would
have
brought
us
;
we
are
too
far
to
the
North
,
and
have
some
awkward
country
ahead
.
And
we
are
still
pretty
high
up
.
Let
's
get
on
!
"
"
I
am
so
dreadfully
hungry
,
"
groaned
Bilbo
,
who
was
suddenly
aware
that
he
had
not
had
a
meal
since
the
night
before
the
night
before
last
.
Just
think
of
that
for
a
hobbit
!
His
stomach
felt
all
empty
and
loose
and
his
legs
all
wobbly
,
now
that
the
excitement
was
over
.
"
Ca
n't
help
it
,
"
said
Gandalf
,
"
unless
you
like
to
go
back
and
ask
the
goblins
nicely
to
let
you
have
your
pony
back
and
your
luggage
.
"
"
No
thank
you
!
"
said
Bilbo
.
"
Very
well
then
,
we
must
just
tighten
our
belts
and
trudge
on
-
or
we
shall
be
made
into
supper
,
and
that
will
be
much
worse
than
having
none
ourselves
.
"
As
they
went
on
Bilbo
looked
from
side
to
side
for
something
to
eat
;
but
the
blackberries
were
still
only
in
flower
,
and
of
course
there
were
no
nuts
,
nor
even
hawthorn-berries
.
He
nibbled
a
bit
of
sorrel
,
and
he
drank
from
a
small
mountain-stream
that
crossed
the
path
,
and
he
ate
three
wild
strawberries
that
he
found
on
its
bank
,
but
it
was
not
much
good
.
They
still
went
on
and
on
.
The
rough
path
disappeared
.
The
bushes
,
and
the
long
grasses
,
between
the
boulders
,
the
patches
of
rabbit-cropped
turf
,
the
thyme
and
the
sage
and
the
marjoram
,
and
the
yellow
rockroses
all
vanished
,
and
they
found
themselves
at
the
top
of
a
wide
steep
slope
of
fallen
stones
,
the
remains
of
a
landslide
.
When
they
began
to
go
down
this
,
rubbish
and
small
pebbles
rolled
away
from
their
feet
;
soon
larger
bits
of
split
stone
went
clattering
down
and
started
other
pieces
below
them
slithering
and
rolling
;
then
lumps
of
rocks
were
disturbed
and
bounded
off
,
crashing
down
with
a
dust
and
a
noise
.
Before
long
the
whole
slope
above
them
and
below
them
seemed
on
the
move
,
and
they
were
sliding
away
,
huddled
all
together
,
in
a
fearful
confusion
of
slipping
,
rattling
,
cracking
slabs
and
stones
.
It
was
the
trees
at
the
bottom
that
saved
them
.
They
slid
into
the
edge
of
a
climbing
wood
of
pines
that
here
stood
right
up
the
mountain
slope
from
the
deeper
darker
forests
of
the
valleys
below
.
Some
caught
hold
of
the
trunks
and
swung
themselves
into
lower
branches
,
some
(
like
the
little
hobbit
)
got
behind
a
tree
to
shelter
from
the
onslaught
of
the
rocks
.
Soon
the
danger
was
over
,
the
slide
had
stopped
,
and
the
last
faint
crashes
could
be
heard
as
the
largest
of
the
disturbed
stones
went
bounding
and
spinning
among
the
bracken
and
the
pine-roots
far
below
.
"
Well
!
that
has
got
us
on
a
bit
,
"
said
Gandalf
;
"
and
even
goblins
tracking
us
will
have
a
job
to
come
down
here
quietly
.
"
"
I
daresay
,
"
grumbled
Bombur
;
"
but
they
wo
n't
find
it
difficult
to
send
stones
bouncing
down
on
our
heads
.
"
The
dwarves
(
and
Bilbo
)
were
feeling
far
from
happy
,
and
were
rubbing
their
bruised
and
damaged
legs
and
feet
.
"
Nonsense
!
We
are
going
to
turn
aside
here
out
of
the
path
of
the
slide
.
We
must
be
quick
!
Look
at
the
light
!
"
The
sun
had
long
gone
behind
the
mountains
.
Already
the
shadows
were
deepening
about
them
,
though
far
away
through
the
trees
and
over
the
black
tops
of
those
growing
lower
down
they
could
still
see
the
evening
lights
on
the
plains
beyond
.
They
limped
along
now
as
fast
as
they
were
able
down
the
gentle
slopes
of
a
pine
forest
in
a
slanting
path
leading
steadily
southwards
.
At
times
they
were
pushing
through
a
sea
of
bracken
with
tall
fronds
rising
right
above
the
hobbit
's
head
;
at
times
they
were
marching
along
quiet
as
quiet
over
a
floor
of
pine-needles
;
and
all
the
while
the
forest-gloom
got
heavier
and
the
forest-silence
deeper
.
There
was
no
wind
that
evening
to
bring
even
a
sea-sighing
into
the
branches
of
the
trees
.
