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           Ihavegotmyringandwillcreepdownthisverynoon-thenifeverSmaugoughttobenapping-andseewhatheisupto.Perhapssomethingwillturnup.’Everywormhashisweakspot,’asmyfatherusedtosay,thoughIamsureitwasnotfrompersonalexperience."Naturallythedwarvesacceptedtheoffereagerly.AlreadytheyhadcometorespectlittleBilbo.Nowhehadbecometherealleaderintheiradventure.Hehadbeguntohaveideasandplansofhisown.WhenmiddaycamehegotreadyforanotherjourneydownintotheMountain.Hedidnotlikeitofcourse,butitwasnotsobadnowheknew,moreorless,whatwasinfrontofhim.Hadheknownmoreaboutdragonsandtheirwilyways,hemighthaveteenmorefrightenedandlesshopefulofcatchingthisonenapping.Thesunwasshiningwhenhestarted,butitwasasdarkasnightinthetunnel.Thelightfromthedoor,almostclosed,soonfadedashewentdown.Sosilentwashisgoingthatsmokeonagentlewindcouldhardlyhavesurpassesit,andhewasinclinedtofeelabitproudofhimselfashedrewnearthelowerdoor.Therewasonlytheveryfainterglowtobeseen."OldSmaugiswearyandasleep,"hethought."Hecan’t,seemeandhewon’thearme.CheerupBilbo!"Hehadforgottenorhadneverheardaboutdragons’senseofsmell.

           Itisalsoanawkwardfactthattheykeephalfaneyeopenwatchingwhiletheysleep,iftheyaresuspicious.Smaugcertainlylookedfastasleep,almostdeadanddark,withscarcelyasnoremorethanawhiffofunseensteam,whenBilbopeepedoncemorefromtheentrance.