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Suddenly
he
saw
,
too
,
that
there
were
spiders
huge
and
horrible
sitting
in
the
branches
above
him
,
and
ring
or
no
ring
he
trembled
with
fear
lest
they
should
discover
him
.
Standing
behind
a
tree
he
watched
a
group
of
them
for
some
time
,
and
then
in
the
silence
and
stillness
of
the
wood
he
realised
that
these
loathsome
creatures
were
speaking
one
to
another
.
Their
voices
were
a
sort
of
thin
creaking
and
hissing
,
but
he
could
make
out
many
of
the
words
that
they
said
.
They
were
talking
about
the
dwarves
!
"
It
was
a
sharp
struggle
,
but
worth
it
,
"
said
one
.
"
What
nasty
thick
skins
they
have
to
be
sure
,
but
I
'll
wager
there
is
good
juice
inside
.
"
"
Aye
,
they
'll
make
fine
eating
,
when
they
've
hung
a
bit
,
"
said
another
.
"
Do
n't
hang
'em
too
long
,
"
said
a
third
.
"
They
're
not
as
fat
as
they
might
be
.
Been
feeding
none
too
well
of
late
,
I
should
guess
.
"
"
Kill
'em
,
I
say
,
"
hissed
a
fourth
;
"
kill
'em
now
and
hang
'em
dead
for
a
while
.
"
"
They
're
dead
now
,
I
'll
warrant
,
"
said
the
first
.
"
That
they
are
not
.
I
saw
one
a-struggling
just
now
.
Just
coming
round
again
,
I
should
say
,
after
a
bee-autiful
sleep
.
I
'll
show
you
.
"
With
that
one
of
the
fat
spiders
ran
along
a
rope
,
till
it
came
to
a
dozen
bundles
hanging
in
a
row
from
a
high
branch
.
Bilbo
was
horrified
,
now
that
he
noticed
them
for
the
first
time
dangling
in
the
shadows
,
to
see
a
dwarvish
foot
sticking
out
of
the
bottoms
of
some
of
the
bundles
,
or
here
and
there
the
tip
of
a
nose
,
or
a
bit
of
beard
or
of
a
hood
.
To
the
fattest
of
these
bundles
the
spider
went
-
"
It
is
poor
old
Bombur
,
I
'll
bet
,
"
thought
Bilbo
-
and
nipped
hard
at
the
nose
that
stuck
out
.
There
was
a
muffled
yelp
inside
,
and
a
toe
shot
up
and
kicked
the
spider
straight
and
hard
.
There
was
life
in
Bombur
still
.
There
was
a
noise
like
the
kicking
of
a
flabby
football
,
and
the
enraged
spider
fell
off
the
branch
,
only
catching
itself
with
its
own
thread
just
in
time
.
The
others
laughed
.
"
You
were
quite
right
,
"
they
said
,
"
the
meat
's
alive
and
kicking
!
"
"
"
I
'll
soon
put
an
end
to
that
,
"
hissed
the
angry
spider
climbing
back
onto
the
branch
.
Bilbo
saw
that
the
moment
had
come
when
he
must
do
something
.
He
could
not
get
up
at
the
brutes
and
he
had
nothing
to
shoot
with
;
but
looking
about
he
saw
that
in
this
place
there
were
many
stones
lying
in
what
appeared
to
be
a
now
dry
little
watercourse
.
Bilbo
was
a
pretty
fair
shot
with
a
stone
,
and
it
did
not
take
him
long
to
find
a
nice
smooth
egg-shaped
one
that
fitted
his
hand
cosily
.
As
a
boy
he
used
to
practise
throwing
stones
at
things
,
until
rabbits
and
squirrels
,
and
even
birds
,
got
out
of
his
way
as
quick
as
lightning
if
they
saw
him
stoop
;
and
even
grownup
he
had
still
spent
a
deal
of
his
time
at
quoits
,
dart-throwing
,
shooting
at
the
wand
,
bowls
,
ninepins
and
other
quiet
games
of
the
aiming
and
throwing
sort-indeed
he
could
do
lots
of
things
,
besides
blowing
smoke-rings
,
asking
riddles
and
cooking
,
that
I
have
n't
had
time
to
tell
you
about
.
There
is
no
time
now
.
While
he
was
picking
up
stones
,
the
spider
had
reached
Bombur
,
and
soon
he
would
have
been
dead
.
At
that
moment
Bilbo
threw
.
The
stone
struck
the
spider
plunk
on
the
head
,
and
it
dropped
senseless
off
the
tree
,
flop
to
the
ground
,
with
all
its
legs
curled
up
.
The
next
stone
went
whizzing
through
a
big
web
,
snapping
its
cords
,
and
taking
off
the
spider
sitting
in
the
middle
of
it
,
whack
,
dead
.
After
that
there
was
a
deal
of
commotion
in
the
spider-colony
,
and
they
forgot
the
dwarves
for
a
bit
,
I
can
tell
you
.
They
could
not
see
Bilbo
,
but
they
could
make
a
good
guess
at
the
direction
from
which
the
stones
were
coming
.
As
quick
as
lightning
they
came
running
and
swinging
towards
the
hobbit
,
flinging
out
their
long
threads
in
all
directions
,
till
the
air
seemed
full
of
waving
snares
.
Bilbo
,
however
,
soon
slipped
away
to
a
different
place
.
The
idea
came
to
him
to
lead
the
furious
spiders
further
and
further
away
from
the
dwarves
,
if
he
could
;
to
make
them
curious
,
excited
and
angry
all
at
once
.
When
about
fifty
had
gone
off
to
the
place
where
he
had
stood
before
,
he
threw
some
more
stones
at
these
,
and
at
others
that
had
stopped
behind
;
then
dancing
among
the
trees
he
began
to
sing
a
song
to
infuriate
them
and
bring
them
all
after
him
,
and
also
to
let
the
dwarves
hear
his
voice
.
