Хоббит
Out of the Frying-Pan into the Fire
Theyburstonthegroundinthemiddleofthecircleandwentoffincolouredsparksandsmoke.Aspeciallylargeonehitthechiefwolfonthenose,andheleapedintheairtenfeet,andthenrushedroundandroundthecirclebitingandsnappingevenattheotherwolvesinhisangerandfright.
ThedwarvesandBilboshoutedandcheered.Therageofthewolveswasterribletosee,andthecommotiontheymadefilledalltheforest.Wolvesareafraidoffireatalltimes,butthiswasamosthorribleanduncannyfire.Ifasparkgotintheircoatsitstuckandburnedintothem,andunlesstheyrolledoverquicktheyweresoonallinflames.Verysoonallaboutthegladewolveswererollingoverandovertoputoutthesparksontheirbacks,whilethosethatwereburningwererunningabouthowlingandsettingothersalight,tilltheirownfriendschasedthemawayandtheyfledoffdowntheslopescryingandyammeringandlookingforwater.
"What’sallthisuproarintheforesttonight?"saidtheLordoftheEagles.Hewassitting,blackinthemoonlight,onthetopofalonelypinnacleofrockattheeasternedgeofthemountains."Ihearwolves’voices!Arethegoblinsatmischiefinthewoods?"
Hesweptupintotheair,andimmediatelytwoofhisguardsfromtherocksateitherhandleapeduptofollowhim.TheycircledupintheskyandlookeddownupontheringoftheWargs,atinyspotfarfarbelow.Buteagleshavekeeneyesandcanseesmallthingsatagreatdistance.ThelordoftheeaglesoftheMistyMountainshadeyesthatcouldlookatthesununblinking,andcouldseearabbitmovingonthegroundamilebeloweveninthemoonlight.Sothoughhecouldnotseethepeopleinthetrees,hecouldmakeoutthecommotionamongthewolvesandseethetinyflashesoffire,andhearthehowlingandyelpingcomeupfaintfromfarbeneathhim.
