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           Hedrewfromapocketinhisoldjacket(whichhestillworeoverhismail),crumpledandmuchfolded,Thorin’sletterthathadbeenputundertheclockonhismantelpieceinMay!"Ashareintheprofits,mindyou,"hewenton."Iamawareofthat.PersonallyIamonlytooreadytoconsiderallyourclaimscarefully,anddeductwhatisrightfromthetotalbeforeputtinginmyownclaim.Howeveryoudon’tknowThorinOakenshieldaswellasIdonow.Iassureyou,heisquitereadytositonaheapofgoldandstarve,aslongasyousithere.""Well,lethim!"saidBard."Suchafooldeservestostarve.""Quiteso,"saidBilbo."Iseeyourpointofview.Atthesametimewinteriscomingonfast.Beforelongyouwillbehavingsnowandwhatnot,andsupplieswillbedifficult-evenforelvesIimagine.Alsotherewillbeotherdifficulties.YouhavenotheardofDainandthedwarvesoftheIronHills?"

           "Wehave,alongtimeago;butwhathashegottodowithus?"askedtheking.

           "Ithoughtasmuch.IseeIhavesomeinformationyouhavenotgot.Dain,Imaytellyou,isnowlessthantwodays’marchoff,andhasatleastfivehundredgrimdwarveswithhim-agoodmanyofthemhavehadexperienceinthedreadfuldwarfandgoblinwars,ofwhichyouhavenodoubtheard.Whentheyarrivetheremaybeserioustrouble."

           "Whydoyoutellusthis?Areyoubetrayingyourfriends,orareyouthreateningus?"askedBardgrimly.

           "MydearBard!"squeakedBilbo."Don’tbesohasty!Inevermetsuchsuspiciousfolk!Iammerelytryingtoavoidtroubleforallconcerned.