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The
dwarves
all
gathered
round
when
they
heard
the
wizard
talking
like
this
to
Bilbo
.
"
Is
that
the
person
you
are
taking
us
to
now
?
"
they
asked
.
"
Could
n't
you
find
someone
more
easy-tempered
?
Had
n't
you
better
explain
it
all
a
bit
clearer
?
"
-
and
so
on
.
"
Yes
it
certainly
is
!
No
I
could
not
!
And
I
was
explaining
very
carefully
,
"
answered
the
wizard
crossly
.
"
If
you
must
know
more
,
his
name
is
Beorn
.
He
is
very
strong
,
and
he
is
a
skin-changer
.
"
"
What
!
a
furrier
,
a
man
that
calls
rabbits
conies
,
when
he
does
n't
turn
their
skins
into
squirrels
?
"
asked
Bilbo
.
"
Good
gracious
heavens
,
no
,
no
,
NO
,
NO
!
"
said
Gandalf
.
"
Do
n't
be
a
fool
Mr.
Baggins
if
you
can
help
it
;
and
in
the
name
of
all
wonder
do
n't
mention
the
word
furrier
again
as
long
as
you
are
within
a
hundred
miles
of
his
house
,
nor
,
rug
,
cape
,
tippet
,
muff
,
nor
any
other
such
unfortunate
word
!
He
is
a
skin-changer
.
He
changes
his
skin
;
sometimes
he
is
a
huge
black
bear
,
sometimes
he
is
a
great
strong
black-haired
man
with
huge
arms
and
a
great
beard
.
I
can
not
tell
you
much
more
,
though
that
ought
to
be
enough
.
Some
say
that
he
is
a
bear
descended
from
the
great
and
ancient
bears
of
the
mountains
that
lived
there
before
the
giants
came
.
Others
say
that
he
is
a
man
descended
from
the
first
men
who
lived
before
Smaug
or
the
other
dragons
came
into
this
part
of
the
world
,
and
before
the
goblins
came
into
the
hills
out
of
the
North
.
I
can
not
say
,
though
I
fancy
the
last
is
the
true
tale
.
He
is
not
the
sort
of
person
to
ask
questions
of
.
"
At
any
rate
he
is
under
no
enchantment
but
his
own
.
He
lives
in
an
oak-wood
and
has
a
great
wooden
house
;
and
as
a
man
he
keeps
cattle
and
horses
which
are
nearly
is
marvellous
as
himself
.
They
work
for
him
and
talk
to
him
.
He
does
not
eat
them
;
neither
does
he
hunt
or
eat
wild
animals
.
He
keeps
hives
and
hives
of
great
fierce
bees
,
and
lives
most
on
cream
and
honey
.
As
a
bear
he
ranges
far
and
wide
.
I
once
saw
him
sitting
all
alone
on
the
top
of
the
Carrock
at
night
watching
the
moon
sinking
towards
the
Misty
Mountains
,
and
I
heard
him
growl
in
the
tongue
of
bears
;
'
The
day
will
come
when
they
will
perish
and
I
shall
go
back
!
'
That
is
why
I
believe
he
once
came
from
the
mountains
himself
.
"
Bilbo
and
the
dwarves
had
now
plenty
to
think
about
,
and
they
asked
no
more
questions
.
They
still
had
a
long
way
to
walk
before
them
.
Up
slope
and
down
dale
they
plodded
.
It
grew
very
hot
.
Sometimes
they
rested
under
the
trees
,
and
then
Bilbo
felt
so
hungry
that
he
would
have
eaten
acorns
,
if
any
had
been
ripe
enough
yet
to
have
fallen
to
the
ground
.
It
was
the
middle
of
the
afternoon
before
they
noticed
that
great
patches
of
flowers
had
begun
to
spring
up
,
all
the
same
kinds
growing
together
as
if
they
had
been
planted
.
Especially
there
was
clover
,
waving
patches
of
cockscomb
clover
,
and
purple
clover
,
and
wide
stretches
of
short
white
sweet
honey-smelling
clover
.
There
was
a
buzzing
and
a
whirring
and
a
droning
in
the
air
.
Bees
were
busy
everywhere
.
And
such
bees
!
Bilbo
had
never
seen
anything
like
them
.
"
If
one
was
to
sting
me
,
"
he
thought
,
"
I
should
swell
up
as
big
again
as
I
am
!
"
They
were
bigger
than
hornets
.
The
drones
were
bigger
than
your
thumb
,
a
good
deal
,
and
the
bands
of
yellow
on
their
deep
black
bodies
shone
like
fiery
gold
.
