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Soon
the
light
of
the
burning
was
faint
below
,
a
red
twinkle
on
the
black
floor
;
and
they
were
high
up
in
the
sky
,
rising
all
the
time
in
strong
sweeping
circles
.
Bilbo
never
forgot
that
flight
,
clinging
onto
Dori
's
ankles
.
He
moaned
"
my
arms
,
my
arms
!
"
;
but
Dori
groaned
"
my
poor
legs
,
my
poor
legs
!
"
At
the
best
of
times
heights
made
Bilbo
giddy
.
He
used
to
turn
queer
if
he
looked
over
the
edge
of
quite
a
little
cliff
;
and
he
had
never
liked
ladders
,
let
alone
trees
(
never
having
had
to
escape
from
wolves
before
)
.
So
you
can
imagine
how
his
head
swam
now
,
when
he
looked
down
between
his
dangling
toes
and
saw
the
dark
lands
opening
wide
underneath
him
,
touched
here
and
there
with
the
light
of
the
moon
on
a
hill-side
rock
or
a
stream
in
the
plains
.
The
pale
peaks
of
the
mountains
were
coming
nearer
,
moonlit
spikes
of
rock
sticking
out
of
black
shadows
.
Summer
or
not
,
it
seemed
very
cold
.
He
shut
his
eyes
and
wondered
if
he
could
hold
on
any
longer
.
Then
he
imagined
what
would
happen
if
he
did
not
.
He
felt
sick
.
The
flight
ended
only
just
in
time
for
him
,
just
before
his
arms
gave
way
.
He
loosed
Dori
's
ankles
with
a
gasp
and
fell
onto
the
rough
platform
of
an
eagle
's
eyrie
.
There
he
lay
without
speaking
,
and
his
thoughts
were
a
mixture
of
surprise
at
being
saved
from
the
fire
,
and
fear
lest
he
fell
off
that
narrow
place
into
the
deep
shadows
on
either
side
.
He
was
feeling
very
queer
indeed
in
his
head
by
this
time
after
the
dreadful
adventures
of
the
last
three
days
with
next
to
nothing
to
eat
,
and
he
found
himself
saying
aloud
:
"
Now
I
know
what
a
piece
of
bacon
feels
like
when
it
is
suddenly
picked
out
of
the
pan
on
a
fork
and
put
back
on
the
shelf
!
"
"
No
you
do
n't
!
"
be
heard
Dori
answering
,
"
because
the
bacon
knows
that
it
will
get
back
in
the
pan
sooner
or
later
;
and
it
is
to
be
hoped
we
sha
n't
.
Also
eagles
are
n't
forks
!
"
"
O
no
!
Not
a
bit
like
storks-forks
,
I
mean
,
"
said
Bilbo
sitting
up
and
looking
anxiously
at
the
eagle
who
was
perched
close
by
.
He
wondered
what
other
nonsense
he
had
been
saying
,
and
if
the
eagle
would
think
it
rude
.
You
ought
not
to
be
rude
to
an
eagle
,
when
you
are
only
the
size
of
a
hobbit
,
and
are
up
in
his
eyrie
at
night
!
The
eagle
only
sharpened
his
beak
on
a
stone
and
trimmed
his
feathers
and
took
no
notice
.
Soon
another
eagle
flew
up
.
"
The
Lord
of
the
Eagles
bids
you
to
bring
your
prisoners
to
the
Great
Shelf
,
"
he
cried
and
was
off
again
.
The
other
seized
Dori
in
his
claws
and
flew
away
with
him
into
the
night
leaving
Bilbo
all
alone
.
He
had
just
strength
to
wonder
what
the
messenger
had
meant
by
'
prisoners
,
'
and
to
begin
to
think
of
being
torn
up
for
supper
like
a
rabbit
,
when
his
own
turn
came
.
The
eagle
came
back
,
seized
him
in
his
talons
by
the
back
of
his
coat
,
and
swooped
off
.
This
time
he
flew
only
a
short
way
.
Very
soon
Bilbo
was
laid
down
,
trembling
with
fear
,
on
a
wide
shelf
of
rock
on
the
mountain-side
.
There
was
no
path
down
on
to
it
save
by
flying
;
and
no
path
down
off
it
except
by
jumping
over
a
precipice
.
There
he
found
all
the
others
sitting
with
their
backs
to
the
mountain
wall
.
The
Lord
of
the
Eagles
also
was
there
and
was
speaking
to
Gandalf
.
It
seemed
that
Bilbo
was
not
going
to
be
eaten
after
all
.
The
wizard
and
the
eagle-lord
appeared
to
know
one
another
slightly
,
and
even
to
be
on
friendly
terms
.
As
a
matter
of
fact
Gandalf
,
who
had
often
been
in
the
mountains
,
had
once
rendered
a
service
to
the
eagles
and
healed
their
lord
from
an
arrow-wound
.
So
you
see
'
prisoners
'
had
meant
'
prisoners
rescued
from
the
goblins
'
only
,
and
not
captives
of
the
eagles
.
As
Bilbo
listened
to
the
talk
of
Gandalf
he
realized
that
at
last
they
were
going
to
escape
really
and
truly
from
the
dreadful
mountains
.
He
was
discussing
plans
with
the
Great
Eagle
for
carrying
the
dwarves
and
himself
and
Bilbo
far
away
and
setting
them
down
well
on
their
journey
across
the
plains
below
.
The
Lord
of
the
Eagles
would
not
take
them
anywhere
near
where
men
lived
.
"
They
would
shoot
at
us
with
their
great
bows
of
yew
,
"
he
said
,
"
for
they
would
think
we
were
after
their
sheep
.
And
at
other
times
they
would
be
right
.
No
!
we
are
glad
to
cheat
the
goblins
of
their
sport
,
and
glad
to
repay
our
thanks
to
you
,
but
we
will
not
risk
ourselves
for
dwarves
in
the
southward
plains
.
"
