go to the web site <http://geocities.com/Brayonarowniclure/>
----- Original Message -----
Bilbo was too weak to help, and anyway he was not much good at
skinning
rabbits or cutting up meat, being used to having it delivered by
the
butcher all ready to cook. Gandalf, too, was lying down after
doing his
part in setting the fire going, since Oin and Gloin had lost
the the fat
dwarf. A sorry business altogether. Not that I venture to
disagree with
Thorin, may his beard grow ever longer; yet he was ever a dwarf
with a
stiff neck. Not as stiff as my legs, said Bilbo. I am tired of
stairs and stone passages. I would give a good deal for the feel
of
grass at my toes. I would give a good deal for the feel of a
strong
drink in my throat, and for a soft bed after a good supper!
I cant give you those, while the siege is going on. But it is
long
since I watched, and I will take your turn for you, if you like.
There
is no sleep in me tonight.
You are a good fellow, Mr. Baggins, and I will take your offer
kindly. If there should be anything to note, rouse me first,
mind you! I
------=_NextPart_001_0002_01C67976.1B22B8C0
Content-Type: text/html;
charset="us-ascii"
Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable
<!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD HTML 4.0 Transitional//EN">
<HTML><HEAD>
<META http-equiv=Content-Type content="text/html; charset=us-ascii">
<META content="MSHTML 6.00.2800.1106" name=GENERATOR>
<STYLE></STYLE>
</HEAD>
<BODY bgColor=#ffffff>
<DIV><IMG src="cid:000101c679b0$c77f2e66$f9b8a8c0@bwb41"></DIV>
<DIV><A href="http://geocities.com/Brayonarowniclure/">go to the web site</A></DIV>
<DIV> </DIV>
<DIV> </DIV>
<DIV> </DIV>
<DIV> </DIV>
<BLOCKQUOTE dir=ltr style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px;LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px">
<DIV style="FONT: 10pt arial">----- Original Message ----- </DIV>
<DIV>Bilbo was too weak to help, and anyway he was not much good at skinning<BR>
rabbits or cutting up meat, being used to having it delivered by the<BR>
butcher all ready to cook. Gandalf, too, was lying down after doing his<BR>
part in setting the fire going, since Oin and Gloin had lost their<BR>
tinder-boxes. (Dwarves have never taken to matches even yet.)<BR>
So ended the adventures of the Misty Mountains. Soon Bilbos stomach<BR>
was feeling full and comfortable again, and he felt he could sleep<BR>
contentedly, though really he would have liked a loaf and butter better<BR>
than bits of meat toasted on sticks. He slept curled up on the hard rock<BR>
more soundly than ever he had done on his feather-bed in his own little<BR>
hole at home. But all night he dreamed of his own house and wandered in<BR>
his sleep into all his different rooms looking for something that he<BR>
could not find nor remember what it looked like.<BR>
Chapter 7<BR>
Queer Lodgings<BR>
The next morning Bilbo woke up with the early sun in his eyes. He<BR></DIV></BLOCKQUOTE></BODY></HTML>
|
