Хоббит
Flies and Spiders
Awoodlandkingwastherewithacrownofleaves,andtherewasamerrysinging,andIcouldnotcountordescribethethingsthereweretoeatanddrink."
"Youneednottry,"saidThorin."Infactifyoucan’ttalkaboutsomethingelse,youhadbetterbesilent.Wearequiteannoyedenoughwithyouasitis.Ifyouhadn’twakedup,weshouldhaveleftyoutoyouridioticdreamsintheforest;youarenojoketocarryevenafterweeksofshortcommons."
Therewasnothingnowtobedonebuttotightenthebeltsroundtheiremptystomachs,andhoisttheiremptysacksandpacks,andtrudgealongthetrackwithoutanygreathopeofevergettingtotheendbeforetheylaydownanddiedofstarvation.Thistheydidallthatday,goingveryslowlyandwearily,whileBomburkeptonwailingthathislegswouldnotcarryhimandthathewantedtoliedownandsleep.
"Noyoudon’t!"theysaid."Letyourlegstaketheirshare,wehavecarriedyoufarenough."
Allthesamehesuddenlyrefusedtogoastepfurtherandflunghimselfontheground."Goon,ifyoumust,"hesaid."I’mjustgoingtoliehereandsleepanddreamoffood,ifIcan’tgetitanyotherway.IhopeIneverwakeupagain."
AtthatverymomentBalin,whowasalittlewayahead,calledout:"Whatwasthat?IthoughtIsawatwinkleoflightintheforest."Theyalllooked,andalongishwayoff,itseemed,theysawaredtwinkleinthedark;thenanotherandanothersprangoutbesideit.EvenBomburgotup,andtheyhurriedalongthen,notcaringifitwastrollsorgoblins.Thelightwasinfrontofthemandtotheleftofthepath,andwhenatlasttheyhaddrawnlevelwithit,itseemedplainthattorchesandfireswereburningunderthetrees,butagoodwayofftheirtrack.
