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With
that
he
turned
and
found
that
the
last
space
between
two
tall
trees
had
been
closed
with
a
web-but
luckily
not
a
proper
web
,
only
great
strands
of
double-thick
spider-rope
run
hastily
backwards
and
forwards
from
trunk
to
trunk
.
Out
came
his
little
'
sword
.
He
slashed
the
threads
to
pieces
and
went
off
singing
.
The
spiders
saw
the
sword
,
though
I
do
n't
suppose
they
knew
what
it
was
,
and
at
once
the
whole
lot
of
them
came
hurrying
after
the
hobbit
along
the
ground
and
the
branches
,
hairy
legs
waving
,
nippers
and
spinners
snapping
,
eyes
popping
,
full
of
froth
and
rage
.
They
followed
him
into
the
forest
until
Bilbo
had
gone
as
far
as
he
dared
.
Then
quieter
than
a
mouse
he
stole
back
.
He
had
precious
little
time
,
he
knew
,
before
the
spiders
were
disgusted
and
came
back
to
their
trees
where
the
dwarves
were
hung
.
In
the
meanwhile
he
had
to
rescue
them
.
The
worst
part
of
the
job
was
getting
up
on
to
the
long
branch
where
the
bundles
were
dangling
.
I
do
n't
suppose
he
would
have
managed
it
,
if
a
spider
had
not
luckily
left
a
rope
hanging
down
;
with
its
help
,
though
it
stuck
to
his
hand
and
hurt
him
,
he
scrambled
up-only
to
meet
an
old
slow
wicked
fat-bodied
spider
who
had
remained
behind
to
guard
the
prisoners
,
and
had
been
busy
pinching
them
to
see
which
was
the
juiciest
to
eat
.
It
had
thought
of
starting
the
feast
while
the
others
were
away
,
but
Mr.
Baggins
was
in
a
hurry
,
and
before
the
spider
knew
what
was
happening
it
felt
his
sting
and
rolled
off
the
branch
dead
.
Bilbo
's
next
job
was
to
loose
a
dwarf
.
What
was
he
to
do
?
If
he
cut
the
string
which
hung
him
up
,
the
wretched
dwarf
would
tumble
thump
to
the
ground
a
good
way
below
.
Wriggling
along
the
branch
(
which
made
all
the
poor
dwarves
dance
and
dangle
like
ripe
fruit
)
he
reached
the
first
bundle
.
"
Fili
or
Kili
,
"
he
thought
by
the
tip
of
a
blue
hood
sticking
out
at
the
top
.
"
Most
likely
Fili
,
"
he
thought
by
the
tip
of
a
long
nose
poking
out
of
the
winding
threads
.
He
managed
by
leaning
over
to
cut
most
of
the
strong
sticky
threads
that
bound
him
round
,
and
then
,
sure
enough
,
with
a
kick
and
a
struggle
most
of
Fili
emerged
.
I
am
afraid
Bilbo
actually
laughed
at
the
sight
of
him
jerking
his
stiff
arms
and
legs
as
he
danced
on
the
spider-string
under
his
armpits
,
just
like
one
of
those
funny
toys
bobbing
on
a
wire
.
Somehow
or
other
Fili
was
got
on
to
the
branch
,
and
then
he
did
his
best
to
help
the
hobbit
,
although
he
was
feeling
very
sick
and
ill
from
spider-poison
,
and
from
hanging
most
of
the
night
and
the
next
day
wound
round
and
round
with
only
his
nose
to
breathe
through
.
It
took
him
ages
to
get
the
beastly
stuff
out
of
his
eyes
and
eyebrows
,
and
as
for
his
beard
,
he
had
to
cut
most
of
it
off
.
Well
,
between
them
they
started
to
haul
up
first
one
dwarf
and
then
another
and
slash
them
free
.
None
of
them
were
better
off
than
Fili
,
and
some
of
them
were
worse
.
Some
had
hardly
been
able
to
breathe
at
all
(
long
noses
are
sometimes
useful
you
see
)
,
and
some
had
been
more
poisoned
.
In
this
way
they
rescued
Kili
,
Bifur
,
Bofur
,
Don
and
Nori
.
Poor
old
Bombur
was
so
exhausted-he
was
the
fattest
and
had
been
constantly
pinched
and
poked-that
he
just
rolled
off
the
branch
and
fell
plop
on
to
the
ground
,
fortunately
on
to
leaves
,
and
lay
there
.
But
there
were
still
five
dwarves
hanging
at
the
end
of
the
branch
when
the
spiders
began
to
come
back
,
more
full
of
rage
than
ever
.
Bilbo
immediately
went
to
the
end
of
the
branch
nearest
the
tree-trunk
and
kept
back
those
that
crawled
up
.
He
had
taken
off
his
ring
when
he
rescued
Fili
and
forgotten
to
put
it
on
again
,
so
now
they
all
began
to
splutter
and
hiss
:
"
Now
we
see
you
,
you
nasty
little
creature
!
We
will
eat
you
and
leave
your
bones
and
skin
hanging
on
a
tree
.
Ugh
!
he
's
got
a
sting
has
he
?
Well
,
we
'll
get
him
all
the
same
,
and
then
we
'll
hang
him
head
downwards
for
a
day
or
two
.
"
While
this
was
going
on
,
the
other
dwarves
were
working
at
the
rest
of
the
captives
,
and
cutting
at
the
threads
with
their
knives
.
Soon
all
would
be
free
,
though
it
was
not
clear
what
would
happen
after
that
.
The
spiders
had
caught
them
pretty
easily
the
night
before
,
but
that
had
been
unawares
and
in
the
dark
.
This
time
there
looked
like
being
a
horrible
battle
.
Suddenly
Bilbo
noticed
that
some
of
the
spiders
had
gathered
round
old
Bombur
on
the
floor
,
and
had
tied
him
up
again
and
were
dragging
him
away
.
He
gave
a
shout
and
slashed
at
the
spiders
in
front
of
him
.
They
quickly
gave
way
,
and
he
scrambled
and
fell
down
the
tree
right
into
the
middle
of
those
on
the
ground
.
His
little
sword
was
something
new
in
the
way
of
stings
for
them
.
How
it
darted
to
and
fro
!
It
shone
with
delight
as
he
stabbed
at
them
.
Half
a
dozen
were
killed
before
the
rest
drew
off
and
left
Bombur
to
Bilbo
.
"
Come
down
!
Come
down
!
"
he
shouted
to
the
dwarves
on
the
branch
.
"
Do
n't
stay
up
there
and
be
netted
!
"
For
he
saw
spiders
swarming
up
all
the
neighboring
trees
,
and
crawling
along
the
boughs
above
the
heads
of
the
dwarves
.
Down
the
dwarves
scrambled
or
jumped
or
dropped
,
eleven
all
in
a
heap
,
most
of
them
very
shaky
and
little
use
on
their
legs
.
There
they
were
at
last
,
twelve
of
them
counting
poor
old
Bombur
,
who
was
being
propped
up
on
either
side
by
his
cousin
Bifur
,
and
his
brother
Bofur
;
and
Bilbo
was
dancing
about
and
waving
his
Sting
;
and
hundreds
of
angry
spiders
were
goggling
at
them
all
round
and
about
and
above
.
It
looked
pretty
hopeless
.
Then
the
battle
began
.
Some
of
the
dwarves
had
knives
,
and
some
had
sticks
,
and
all
of
them
could
get
at
stones
;
and
Bilbo
had
his
elvish
dagger
.
