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ficulties； at least since the wizard left。 Whatever am I going to do？ I might have known that something dreadful would happen to me in the end。 I don't think I could bear to see the unhappy valley of Dale again； and as for that steaming gate！ ！ ！〃
That night he was very miserable and hardly slept。 Next day the dwarves all went wandering off in various directions； some were exercising the ponies down below； some were roving about the mountain…side。 All day Bilbo sat gloomily in the grassy bay gazing at the stone； or out west through the narrow opening。 He had a queer feeling that he was waiting for something。 〃Perhaps the wizard will suddenly e back today；〃 he thought。 If he lifted his head he could see a glimpse of the distant forest。 As the sun turned west there was a gleam of yellow upon its far roof； as if the light caught the last pale leaves。 Soon he saw the orange ball of the sun sinking towards the level of his eyes。 He went to the opening and there pale and faint was a thin new moon above the rim of Earth。 At that very moment he heard a sharp crack behind him。 There on the grey stone in the grass was an enormous thrush； nearly coal black； its pale yellow breast freckled dark spots。 Crack！ It had caught a snail and was knocking it on the stone。 Crack！ Crack！
Suddenly Bilbo understood。 Forgetting all danger he stood on the ledge and hailed the dwarves； shouting and paying。 Those that were nearest came tumbling over the rocks and as fast as they could along the ledge to him； wondering what on earth was the matter； the others shouted to be hauled up the ropes （except Bombur； of course： he was asleep）。
Quickly Bilbo explained。 They all fell silent： the hobbit standing by the grey stone； and the dwarves with wagging beards watching impatiently。 The sun sank lower and lower； and their hopes fell。 It sank into a belt of reddened cloud and disappeared。 The dwarves groaned； but still Bilbo stood almost without moving。 The little moon was dipping to the horizon。 Evening was ing on。 Then suddenly when their hope was lowest a red ray of the sun escaped like a finger through a rent in the cloud。 A gleam of light came straight through the opening into the bay and fell on the smooth rock…face。 The old thrush； who had been watching from a high perch with beady eyes and head cocked on one side； gave a sudden trill。 There was a loud attack。 A flake of rock split from the wall and fell。 A hole appeared suddenly about three feet from the ground。 Quickly； trembling lest the chance should fade； the dwarves rushed to the rock and pushed…in vain。
〃The key！ The key！〃 cried Bilbo。 〃Where is Thorin？〃
Thorin hurried up。
〃The key！〃 shouted Bilbo。 〃The key that went with the map！ Try it now while there is still time！〃
Then Thorin stepped up and drew the key on its chain from round his neck。 He put it to the hole。 It fitted and it turned！ Snap！ The gleam went out； the sun sank； the moon was gone； and evening sprang into the sky。 Now they all pushed together； and slowly a part of the rock…wall gave way。 Long straight cracks appeared and widened。 A door five feet high and three broad was out… lined； and slowly without a sound swung inwards。 It seemed as if darkness flowed out like a vapour from the hole in the mountain…side； and deep darkness in which nothing could be seen lay before their eyes mouth leading in and down。
Chapter 12
Inside Information
For a long time the dwarves stood in the dark before the door and debated； until at last Thorin spoke：
〃Now is the time for our esteemed Mr。 Baggins； who has proved himself a good panion on our long road； and a hobbit full of courage and resource far exceeding his size； and if I may say so possessed of good luck far exceeding the usual allowance…now is the time for him to perform the service for which he was included in our pany； now is the time for him to earn his Reward。〃 You are familiar with Thorin's style on important occasions； so I will not give you any more of it； though he went on a good deal longer than this。 It certainly was an important occasion； but Bilbo felt impatient。 By now he was quite familiar with Thorin too； and he knew what be was driving at。 〃If you mean you think it is my job to go into the secret passage first； O Thorin Thrain's son Oakenshield； may your beard grow ever longer；〃 he said crossly； 〃say so at once and have done！ I might refuse。 I have got you out of two messes already； which were hardly in the original bargain； so that I am； I think； already owed some reward。 But 'third time pays for all' as my father used to say； and somehow I don't think I shall refuse。 Perhaps I have begun to trust my luck more than I used to in the old days〃 … he meant last spring before he left his own house； but it seemed centuries ago … 〃but anyway I think I will go and have a peep at once and get it over。 Now who is ing with me？〃
He did not expect a chorus of volunteers； so he was not disappointed。 Fili and Kili looked unfortable and stood on One leg； but the others made no pretence of offering … except old Balin。 the look…out man； who was rather fond the hobbit。 He said he would e inside at least and perhaps a bit of the way too； really to call for help if necessary。
The most that can be said for the dwarves is this： they intended to pay Bilbo really handsomely for his services； they had brought him to do a nasty job for them； and they did not mind the poor little fellow doing it if he would； but they would all have done their best to get him out of trouble； if he got into it； as they did in the case of the trolls at the beginning of their adventures before they had any particular reasons for being grateful to him。 There it is： dwarves are not heroes； but calculating folk with a great idea of the value of money； some are tricky and treacherous and pretty bad lots； some are not； but are decent enough people like Thorin and pany； if you don't expect too much。
The stars were ing out behind him in a pale sky barred with black when the hobbit crept through the enchanted door and stole into the Mountain。 It was far easier going than he expected。 This was no goblin entrance； or rough wood…elves' cave。 It was a passage made by dwarves； at the height of their wealth and skill： straight as a ruler； smooth…floored and smooth…sided； going with a gentle never…varying slope direct…to some distant end in the blackness below。
After a while Balin bade Bilbo 〃Good luck！〃 and stopped where he could still see the faint outline of the door； and by a trick of； the echoes of the tunnel hear the rustle of the whispering voices of the others just outside。 Then the hobbit slipped on his ring； and warned by the echoes to take more than hobbit's care to make no sound； he crept noiselessly down； down； down into the dark。 He was trembling with fear； but his little face was set and grim。 Already he was a very different hobbit from the one that had run out without a pocket…handkerchief from Bag…End long ago。 He had not had a pocket…handkerchief for ages。 He loosened his dagger in its sheath； tightened his belt； and went on。
〃Now you are in for it at last； Bilbo Baggins；〃 he said to himself。 〃You went and put your foot right in it that night of the party； and now