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Very
soon
the
chief
guard
had
no
keys
,
but
Bilbo
was
trotting
as
fast
as
he
could
along
the
passage
towards
the
cells
.
The
great
bunch
seemed
very
heavy
to
his
arms
,
and
his
heart
was
often
in
his
mouth
,
in
spite
of
his
ring
,
for
he
could
not
prevent
the
keys
from
making
every
now
and
then
a
loud
clink
and
clank
,
which
put
him
all
in
a
tremble
.
First
he
unlocked
Balin
's
door
,
and
locked
it
again
carefully
as
soon
as
the
dwarf
was
outside
.
Balin
was
most
surprised
,
as
you
can
imagine
;
but
glad
as
he
was
to
get
out
of
his
wearisome
little
stone
room
,
he
wanted
to
stop
and
ask
questions
,
and
know
what
Bilbo
was
going
to
do
,
and
all
about
it
.
"
No
time
now
!
"
said
the
hobbit
.
"
You
must
follow
me
!
We
must
all
keep
together
and
not
risk
getting
separated
.
All
of
us
must
escape
or
none
,
and
this
is
our
last
chance
.
If
this
is
found
out
,
goodness
knows
where
the
king
will
put
you
next
,
with
chains
on
your
hands
and
feet
too
,
I
expect
.
Do
n't
argue
,
there
's
a
good
fellow
!
"
Then
off
he
went
from
door
to
door
,
until
his
following
had
grown
to
twelve-none
of
them
any
too
nimble
,
what
with
the
dark
,
and
what
with
their
long
imprisonment
.
Bilbo
's
heart
thumped
every
time
one
of
them
bumped
into
another
,
or
grunted
or
whispered
in
the
dark
.
"
Drat
this
dwarvish
racket
!
"
he
said
to
himself
.
But
all
went
well
,
and
they
met
no
guards
.
As
a
matter
of
fact
there
was
a
great
autumn
feast
in
the
woods
that
night
,
and
in
the
halls
above
.
Nearly
all
the
king
's
folks
were
merrymaking
.
At
last
after
much
blundering
they
came
to
Thorin
's
dungeon
,
far
down
in
a
deep
place
and
fortunately
not
far
from
the
cellars
.
"
Upon
my
word
!
"
said
Thorin
,
when
Bilbo
whispered
to
him
to
come
out
and
join
his
friends
,
"
Gandalf
spoke
true
,
as
usual
.
A
pretty
fine
burglar
you
make
,
it
seems
,
when
the
time
comes
.
I
am
sure
we
are
all
for
ever
at
your
service
,
whatever
happens
after
this
.
But
what
comes
next
?
"
Bilbo
saw
that
the
time
had
come
to
explain
his
idea
,
as
far
as
he
could
;
but
he
did
not
feel
at
all
sure
bow
the
dwarves
would
take
it
.
His
fears
were
quite
justified
,
for
they
did
not
like
it
a
bit
,
and
started
grumbling
loudly
in
spite
of
their
danger
.
"
We
shall
be
bruised
and
battered
to
pieces
,
and
drowned
too
,
for
certain
!
"
they
muttered
.
"
We
thought
you
had
got
some
sensible
notion
,
when
you
managed
to
get
hold
of
the
keys
.
This
is
a
mad
idea
!
"
"
Very
well
!
"
said
Bilbo
very
downcast
,
and
also
rather
annoyed
.
"
Come
along
back
to
your
nice
cells
,
and
I
will
lock
you
all
in
again
,
and
you
can
sit
there
comfortably
and
think
of
a
better
plan-but
I
do
n't
suppose
I
shall
ever
get
hold
of
the
keys
again
,
even
if
I
feel
inclined
to
try
.
"
"
That
was
too
much
for
them
,
and
they
calmed
down
.
In
the
end
,
of
course
,
they
had
to
do
just
what
Bilbo
suggested
,
because
it
was
obviously
impossible
for
them
to
try
and
find
their
way
into
the
upper
halls
,
or
to
fight
their
way
out
of
gates
that
closed
by
magic
;
and
it
was
no
good
grumbling
in
the
passages
until
they
were
caught
again
.
So
following
the
hobbit
,
down
into
the
lowest
cellars
they
crept
.
They
passed
a
door
through
which
the
chief
guard
and
the
butler
could
be
seen
still
happily
snoring
with
smiles
upon
their
faces
.
The
wine
of
Dorwinion
brings
deep
and
pleasant
dreams
.
There
would
be
a
different
expression
on
the
face
of
the
chief
guard
next
day
,
even
though
Bilbo
,
before
they
went
on
,
stole
in
and
kindheartedly
put
the
keys
back
on
his
belt
.
"
That
will
save
him
some
of
the
trouble
he
is
in
for
,
"
said
Mr.
Baggins
to
himself
.
"
He
was
n't
a
bad
fellow
,
and
quite
decent
to
the
prisoners
.
It
will
puzzle
them
all
too
.
They
will
think
we
had
a
very
strong
magic
to
pass
through
all
those
locked
doors
and
disappear
.
Disappear
!
We
have
got
to
get
busy
very
quick
,
if
that
is
to
happen
!
"
Balin
was
told
off
to
watch
the
guard
and
the
butler
and
give
warning
if
they
stirred
.
The
rest
went
into
the
adjoining
cellar
with
the
trapdoors
.
There
was
little
time
to
lose
.
Before
long
,
as
Bilbo
knew
,
some
elves
were
under
orders
to
come
down
and
help
the
butler
get
the
empty
barrels
through
the
doors
into
the
stream
.
These
were
in
fact
already
standing
in
rows
in
the
middle
of
the
floor
waiting
to
be
pushed
off
.
Some
of
them
were
wine-barrels
,
and
these
were
not
much
use
,
as
they
could
not
easily
be
opened
at
the
end
without
a
deal
of
noise
,
nor
could
they
easily
be
secured
again
.
But
among
them
were
several
others
which
had
been
used
for
bringing
other
stuffs
,
butter
,
apples
,
and
all
sorts
of
things
,
to
the
king
's
palace
.
They
soon
found
thirteen
with
room
enough
for
a
dwarf
in
each
.
In
fact
some
were
too
roomy
,
and
as
they
climbed
in
the
dwarves
thought
anxiously
of
the
shaking
and
the
bumping
they
would
get
inside
,
though
Bilbo
did
his
best
to
find
straw
and
other
stuff
to
pack
them
in
as
cosily
as
could
be
managed
in
a
short
time
.
At
last
twelve
dwarves
were
stowed
.
Thorin
had
given
a
lot
of
trouble
,
and
turned
and
twisted
in
his
tub
and
grumbled
like
a
large
dog
in
a
small
kennel
;
while
Balin
,
who
came
last
,
made
a
great
fuss
about
his
air-holes
and
said
he
was
stifling
,
even
before
his
lid
was
on
.
Bilbo
had
done
what
he
could
to
close
holes
in
the
sides
of
the
barrels
,
and
to
fix
on
all
the
lids
as
safely
as
could
be
managed
,
and
now
he
was
left
alone
again
,
running
round
putting
the
finishing
touches-to
the
packing
,
and
hoping
against
hope
that
his
plan
would
come
off
.
