Хоббит
Not at Home
Faintlythedwarvesheardhissmallcries,thoughtheonlywordtheycouldcatchwas’help!’
"Nowwhatonearthorunderithashappened?"saidThorin."Certainlynotthedragon,orhewouldnotgoonsqueaking."
Theywaitedamomentortwo,andstilltherewerenodragon-noises,nosoundatallinfactbutBilbo’sdistantvoice."Come,oneofyou,getanotherlightortwo!"Thorinordered."Itseemswehavegottogoandhelpourburglar."
"Itisaboutourturntohelp,"saidBalin,"andIamquitewillingtogo.AnywayIexpectitissafeforthemoment."
Gloinlitseveralmoretorches,andthentheyallcreptout,onebyone,andwentalongthewallashurriedlyastheycould.ItwasnotlongbeforetheymetBilbohimselfcomingbacktowardsthem.Hiswitshadquicklyreturnedsoonashesawthetwinkleoftheirlights.
"Onlyabatandadroppedtorch,nothingworse!"hesaidinanswertotheirquestions.Thoughtheyweremuchrelieved,theywereinclinedtobegrumpyatbeingfrightenedfornothing;butwhattheywouldhavesaid,ifhehadtoldthematthatmomentabouttheArkenstone,Idon’tknow.Themerefleetingglimpsesoftreasurewhichtheyhadcaughtastheywentalonghadrekindledallthefireoftheirdwarvishhearts;andwhentheheartofadwarf,eventhemostrespectable,iswakenedbygoldandbyjewels,hegrowssuddenlybold,andhemaybecomefierce.
Thedwarvesindeednolongerneededanyurging.Allwerenoweagertoexplorethehallwhiletheyhadthechance,andwillingtobelievethat,forthepresent,Smaugwasawayfromhome.
