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           Thedwarveslistenedandshooktheirbeards,fortheyknewthattheymustsoonventureintothatforestandthatafterthemountainsitwastheworstoftheperilstheyhadtopassbeforetheycametothedragon’sstronghold.Whendinnerwasovertheybegantotelltalesoftheirown,butBeornseemedtobegrowingdrowsyandpaidlittleheedtothem.Theyspokemostofgoldandsilverandjewelsandthemakingofthingsbysmith-craft,andBeorndidnotappeartocareforsuchthings:therewerenothingsofgoldorsilverinhishall,andfewsavetheknivesweremadeofmetalatall.Theysatlongatthetablewiththeirwoodendrinking-bowlsfilledwithmead.Thedarknightcameonoutside.Thefiresinthemiddleofthehallwerebuiltwithfreshlogsandthetorcheswereputout,andstilltheysatinthelightofthedancingflameswiththepillarsofthehousestandingtallbehindthem,ariddarkatthetopliketreesoftheforest.Whetheritwasmagicornot,itseemedtoBilbothatheheardasoundlikewindinthebranchesstirringintherafters,andthehootofowls.Soonhebegantonodwithsleepandthevoicesseemedtogrowfaraway,untilhewokewithastart.Thegreatdoorhadcreakedandslammed.Beornwasgone.Thedwarvesweresittingcross-leggedonthefloorroundthefire,andpresentlytheybegantosing.Someoftheverseswerelikethis,butthereweremanymore,andtheirsingingwentonforalongwhile:

           "Thewindwasonthewitheredheath,

           butintheforeststirrednoleaf:

           thereshadowslaybynightandday,

           anddarkthingssilentcreptbeneath.

           Thewindcamedownfrommountainscold,

           andlikeatideitroaredandrolled;