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So ended the adventures of the Misty Mountains. Soon Bilbo s stomach was feeling full
and comfortable again, and he felt he could sleep contentedly, though really he would have
liked a loaf and butter better than bits of meat toasted on sticks. He slept curled up on the
hard rock more soundly than ever he had done on his feather-bed in his own little hole at
home. But all night he dreamed of his own house and wandered in his sleep into all his differ-
ent rooms looking for something that he could not find nor remember what it looked like.
The Hobbit: Or There and Back Again
Chapter VII
QUEER LODGINGS
The next morning Bilbo woke up with the early sun in his eyes. He jumped up to look at
the time and to go and put his kettle on and found he was not home at all. So he sat down
and wished in vain for a wash and a brush. He did not get either, nor tea nor toast nor bacon
for his breakfast, only cold mutton and rabbit. And after that he had to get ready for a fresh
start.
This time he was allowed to climb on to an eagle s back and cling between his wings. The
air rushed over him and he shut his eyes. The dwarves were crying farewells and promising
to repay the Lord of the Eagles if ever they could, as off rose fifteen great birds from the
mountain s side. The sun was still close to the eastern edge of things. The morning was cool,
and mists were in the valleys and hollows and twined here and there about the peaks and pin-
nacles of the hills. Bilbo opened an eye to peep and saw that the birds were already high up
and the world was far away, and the mountains were falling back behind them into the dis-
tance. He shut his eyes again and held on tighter.
Don t pinch! said his eagle. You need not be frightened like a rabbit, even if you look
rather like one. It is a fair morning with little wind. What is finer than flying?
Bilbo would have liked to say: A warm bath and late breakfast on the lawn afterwards;
but he thought it better to say nothing at all, and to let go his clutch just a tiny bit.
After a good while the eagles must have seen the point they were making for, even from
their great height, for they began to go down circling round in great spirals. They did this for a
long while, and at last the hobbit opened his eyes again. The earth was much nearer, and be-
low them were trees that looked like oaks and elms, and wide grass lands, and a river running
through it all. But cropping out of the ground, right in the path of the stream which looped itself
about it, was a great rock, almost a hill of stone, like a last outpost of the distant mountains, or
a huge piece cast miles into the plain by some giant among giants.
Quickly now to the top of this rock the eagles swooped one by one and set down their
passengers.
Farewell! they cried, wherever you fare, till your eyries receive you at the journey s end!
That is the polite thing to say among eagles.
May the wind under your wings bear you where the sun sails and the moon walks,
answered Gandalf, who knew the correct reply.
And so they parted. And though the Lord of the Eagles became in after days the King of
All Birds and wore a golden crown, and his fifteen chieftains golden collars (made of the gold
that the dwarves gave them), Bilbo never saw them again except high and far off in the
battle of Five Armies. But as that comes in at the end of this tale we will say no more about it
just now.
There was a flat space on the top of the hill of stone and a well worn path with many steps
leading down it to the river, across which a ford of huge flat stones led to the grass-land bey-
ond the stream. There was a little cave (a wholesome one with a pebbly floor) at the foot of
the steps and near the end of the stony ford. Here the party gathered and discussed what
was to be done.
I always meant to see you all safe (if possible) over the mountains, said the wizard, and
now by good management and good luck I have done it. Indeed we are now a good deal fur-
ther east than I ever meant to come with you, for after all this is not my adventure. I may look
in on it again before it is all over, but in the meanwhile I have some other pressing business to
attend to.
The dwarves groaned and looked most distressed, and Bilbo wept. They had begun to
think Gandalf was going to come all the way and would always be there to help them out of
difficulties. I am not going to disappear this very instant, said he. I can give you a day or two
more. Probably I can help you out of your present plight, and I need a little help myself. We
have no food, and no baggage, and no ponies to ride; and you don t know where you are.
Now I can tell you that. You are still some miles north of the path which we should have been
following, if we had not left the mountain pass in a hurry. Very few people live in these parts,
unless they have come here since I was last down this way, which is some years ago. But
there is somebody that I know of, who lives not far away. That Somebody made the steps on
the great rock the Carrock I believe he calls it. He does not come here often, certainly not in
the daytime, and it is no good waiting for him. In fact it would be very dangerous. We must go
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