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"
Very
well
,
"
said
Gandalf
.
"
Take
us
where
and
as
far
as
you
will
!
We
are
already
deeply
obliged
to
you
.
But
in
the
meantime
we
are
famished
with
hunger
.
"
"
I
am
nearly
dead
of
it
,
"
said
Bilbo
in
a
weak
little
voice
that
nobody
heard
.
"
That
can
perhaps
be
mended
,
"
said
the
Lord
of
the
Eagles
.
Later
on
you
might
have
seen
a
bright
fire
on
the
shelf
of
rock
and
the
figures
of
the
dwarves
round
it
cooking
and
making
a
fine
roasting
smell
.
The
eagles
had
brought
up
dry
boughs
for
fuel
,
and
they
had
brought
rabbits
,
hares
,
and
a
small
sheep
.
The
dwarves
managed
all
the
preparations
.
Bilbo
was
too
weak
to
help
,
and
anyway
he
was
not
much
good
at
skinning
rabbits
or
cutting
up
meat
,
being
used
to
having
it
delivered
by
the
butcher
all
ready
to
cook
.
Gandalf
,
too
,
was
lying
down
after
doing
his
part
in
setting
the
fire
going
,
since
Oin
and
Gloin
had
lost
their
tinder-boxes
.
(
Dwarves
have
never
taken
to
matches
even
yet
.
)
So
ended
the
adventures
of
the
Misty
Mountains
.
Soon
Bilbo
's
stomach
was
feeling
full
and
comfortable
again
,
and
he
felt
he
could
sleep
contentedly
,
though
really
he
would
have
liked
a
loaf
and
butter
better
than
bits
of
meat
toasted
on
sticks
.
He
slept
curled
up
on
the
hard
rock
more
soundly
than
ever
he
had
done
on
his
feather-bed
in
his
own
little
hole
at
home
.
But
all
night
he
dreamed
of
his
own
house
and
wandered
in
his
sleep
into
all
his
different
rooms
looking
for
something
that
he
could
not
find
nor
remember
what
it
looked
like
.
The
next
morning
Bilbo
woke
up
with
the
early
sun
in
his
eyes
.
He
jumped
up
to
look
at
the
time
and
to
go
and
put
his
kettle
on-and
found
he
was
not
home
at
all
.
So
he
sat
down
and
wished
in
vain
for
a
wash
and
a
brush
.
He
did
not
get
either
,
nor
tea
nor
toast
nor
bacon
for
his
breakfast
,
only
cold
mutton
and
rabbit
.
And
after
that
he
had
to
get
ready
for
a
fresh
start
.
This
time
he
was
allowed
to
climb
on
to
an
eagle
's
back
and
cling
between
his
wings
.
The
air
rushed
over
him
and
he
shut
his
eyes
.
The
dwarves
were
crying
farewells
and
promising
to
repay
the
lord
of
the
eagles
if
ever
they
could
,
as
off
rose
fifteen
great
birds
from
the
mountain
's
side
.
The
sun
was
still
close
to
the
eastern
edge
of
things
.
The
morning
was
cool
,
and
mists
were
in
the
valleys
and
hollows
and
twined
here
and
there
about
the
peaks
and
pinnacles
of
the
hills
.
Bilbo
opened
an
eye
to
peep
and
saw
that
the
birds
were
already
high
up
and
the
world
was
far
away
,
and
the
mountains
were
falling
back
behind
them
into
the
distance
.
He
shut
his
eyes
again
and
held
on
tighter
.
"
Do
n't
pinch
!
"
said
his
eagle
.
"
You
need
not
be
frightened
like
a
rabbit
,
even
if
you
look
rather
like
one
.
It
is
a
fair
morning
with
little
wind
.
What
is
finer
than
flying
?
"
Bilbo
would
have
liked
to
say
:
"
A
warm
bath
and
late
breakfast
on
the
lawn
afterwards
;
"
but
he
thought
it
better
to
say
nothing
at
all
,
and
to
let
go
his
clutch
just
a
tiny
bit
.
After
a
good
while
the
eagles
must
have
seen
the
point
they
were
making
for
,
'
even
from
their
great
height
,
for
they
began
to
go
down
circling
round
in
great
spirals
.
They
did
this
for
a
long
while
,
and
at
last
the
hobbit
opened
his
eyes
again
.
The
earth
was
much
nearer
,
and
below
them
were
trees
that
looked
like
oaks
and
elms
,
and
wide
grass
lands
,
and
a
river
running
through
it
all
.
But
cropping
out
of
the
ground
,
right
in
the
path
of
the
stream
which
looped
itself
about
it
,
was
a
great
rock
,
almost
a
hill
of
stone
,
like
a
last
outpost
of
the
distant
mountains
,
or
a
huge
piece
cast
miles
into
the
plain
by
some
giant
among
giants
.
