Хоббит

           Helookedoutofthewindow. Thestarswereoutinadarkskyabovethetrees. Hethoughtofthejewelsofthedwarvesshiningindarkcaverns. SuddenlyinthewoodbeyondTheWateraflameleaptup-probablysomebodylightingawood-fire-andhethoughtofplunderingdragonssettlingonhisquietHillandkindlingitalltoflames. Heshuddered; andveryquicklyhewasplainMr.BagginsofBag-End,Under-Hill,again. Hegotuptrembling. Hehadlessthanhalfamindtofetchthelamp,andmorethanhalfamindtopretendto,andgoandhidebehindthebeerbarrelsinthecellar,andnotcomeoutagainuntilallthedwarveshadgoneaway. Suddenlyhefoundthatthemusicandthesinginghadstopped,andtheywerealllookingathimwitheyesshininginthedark. 

           "Whereareyougoing? "saidThorin,inatonethatseemedtoshowthatheguessedbothhalvesofthehobbit’smind. 

           "Whataboutalittlelight? "saidBilboapologetically. 

           "Welikethedark,"saidthedwarves. "Darkfordarkbusiness! Therearemanyhoursbeforedawn." 

           "Ofcourse! "saidBilbo,andsatdowninahurry. Hemissedthestoolandsatinthefender,knockingoverthepokerandshovelwithacrash. "Hush! "saidGandalf. "LetThorinspeak! "AndthisisbowThorinbegan. "Gandalf,dwarvesandMr.Baggins! Wearenottogetherinthehouseofourfriendandfellowconspirator,thismostexcellentandaudacioushobbit-maythehaironhistoesneverfallout! allpraisetohiswineandale! -"Hepausedforbreathandforapoliteremarkfromthehob-bit,butthecomplimentswerequiteloston-poorBilboBaggins,whowaswagginghismouthinprotestatbeingcalledaudaciousandworstofallfellowconspirator,thoughnonoisecameout,hewassoflummoxed. SoThorinwenton: