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           HeretheysatonwoodenbencheswhileGandalfbeganhistale,andBilboswunghisdanglinglegsandlookedattheflowersinthegarden,wonderingwhattheirnamescouldbe,ashehadneverseenhalfofthembefore.

           "Iwascomingoverthemountainswithafriendortwo..."saidthewizard.

           "Ortwo?Icanonlyseeone,andalittleoneatthat,"saidBeorn."Welltotellyouthetruth,Ididnotliketobotheryouwithalotofus,untilIfoundoutifyouwerebusy.Iwillgiveacall,ifImay.""Goon,callaway!"

           SoGandalfgavealongshrillwhistle,andpresentlyThorinandDoricameroundthehousebythegardenpathandstoodbowinglowbeforethem."Oneorthreeyoumeant,Isee!"saidBeorn."Butthesearen’thobbits,theyaredwarves!"

           "ThorinOakenshield,atyourservice!Doriatyourservice!"saidthetwodwarvesbowingagain.

           "Idon’tneedyourservice,thankyou,"saidBeorn,"butIexpectyouneedmine.Iamnotoverfondofdwarves;butifitistrueyouareThorin(sonofThrain,sonofThror,Ibelieve),andthatyourcompanionisrespectable,andthatyouareenemiesofgoblinsandarenotuptoanymischiefinmylands-whatareyouupto,bytheway?""Theyareontheirwaytovisitthelandoftheirfathers,awayeastbeyondMirkwood,"putinGandalf,"anditisentirelyanaccidentthatweareinyourlandsatall.WewerecrossingbytheHighPassthatshouldhavebroughtustotheroadthatliestothesouthofyourcountry,whenwewereattackedbytheevilgoblins-asIwasabouttotellyou.""Goontelling,then!"saidBeorn,whowasneververypolite."Therewasaterriblestorm;thestone-giantswereouthurlingrocks,andattheheadofthepasswetookrefugeinacave,thehobbitandIandseveralofourcompanions..."