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re your names？ I don't want your service just now； only your names； and then sit down and stop wagging！〃
〃Balin and Dwalin；〃 they said not daring to be offended； and sat flop on the floor looking rather surprised。
〃Now go on again！〃 said Beorn to the wizard。
〃Where was 1？ O yes… I was not grabbed。 I killed a goblin or two with a flash…〃 〃Good！〃 growled Beorn。 〃It is some good being a wizard； then。〃 〃…and slipped inside the crack before it closed。 I followed down into the main hall； which was crowded with goblins。 The Great Goblin was there with thirty or forty armed guards。 I thought to myself 'even if they were not all chained together； what can a dozen do against so many？' 〃 〃A dozen！ That's the first time I've heard eight called a dozen。 Or have you still got some more jacks that haven't yet e out of their boxes？〃 〃Well； yes； there seem to be a couple more here now … Fili and Kili； I believe；〃 said Gandalf； as these two now appeared and stood smiling and bowing。
〃That's enough！〃 said Beorn。 〃Sit down and be quiet！ Now go on； Gandalf！〃 So Gandalf went on with the tale； until he came to the fight in the dark； the discovery of the lower gate； and their horror when they found that Mr。 Baggins had been mislaid。
〃We counted ourselves and found that there was no hobbit。 There were only fourteen of us left！〃
〃Fourteen！ That's the first time I've heard one from ten leave fourteen。
You mean nine； or else you haven't told me yet all the names of your party。〃 〃Well； of course you haven't seen Oin and Gloin yet。 And； bless me！ here they are。 I hope you will forgive them for bothering you。〃 〃O let 'em all e！ Hurry up！ e along； you two； and sit down！ But look here； Gandalf； even now we have only got yourself and ten dwarves and the hobbit that was lost。 That only makes eleven （plus one mislaid） and not fourteen； unless wizards count differently to other people。 But now please get on with the tale。〃 Beorn did not show it more than he could help； but really he had begun to get very interested。 You see； in the old days he had known the very part of the mountains that Gandalf was describing。 He nodded and he growled； when he heard of the hobbit's reappearance and of their scramble down the stone…slide and of the wolf…ring m the woods。 When Gandalf came to their climbing into trees with the wolves all underneath； he got up and strode about and muttered：
〃I wish I had been there！ I would have given them more than fireworks！〃 〃Well；〃 said Gandalf very glad to see that his tale was making a good impression； 〃I did the best I could。 There we were with the wolves going mad underneath us and the forest beginning to blaze in places； when the goblins came down from the hills and discovered us。 They yelled with delight and sang songs making fun of us。 Fifteen birds in five fir…trees。。。〃 〃Good heavens！〃 growled Beorn。 〃Don't pretend that goblins can't count。
They can。 Twelve isn't fifteen and they know it。〃
〃And so do 1。 There were Bifur and Bofur as well。 I haven't ventured to introduce them before； but here they are。〃
In came Bifur and Bofur。 〃And me！〃 gasped Bombur pulling up behind。 He was fat； and also angry at being left till last。 He refused to wait five minutes； and followed immediately after the other two。 〃Well； now there are fifteen of you； and since goblins can count； I suppose that is all that there were up the trees。 Now perhaps we can finish this story without any more interruptions。〃 Mr。 Baggins saw then how clever Gandalf had been。 The interruptions had really made Beorn more interested in the story； and the story had kept him from sending the dwarves off at once like suspicious beggars。 He never invited people into his house； if he could help it。 He had very few friends and they lived a good way away； and he never invited more than a couple of these to his house at a time。 Now he had got fifteen strangers sitting in his porch！
By the time the wizard had finished his tale and had told of the eagles' rescue and of how they had all been brought to the Carrock； the sun had fallen behind the peaks of the Misty Mountains and the shadows were long in Beorn's garden。
〃A very good tale！〃 said he。 〃The best I have heard for a long while。 If all beggars could tell such a good one； they might find me kinder。 You may be making it all up； of course； but you deserve a supper for the story all the same。 Let's have something to eat！〃
〃Yes； please！〃 they all said together。 〃Thank you very much！〃 Inside the hall it was now quite dark。 Beorn clapped his hands； and in trotted four beautiful white ponies and several large long…bodied grey dogs。 Beorn said something to them in a queer language like animal noises turned into talk。 They went out again and soon came back carrying torches in their mouths； which they lit at the fire and stuck in low brackets on the pillars of the hall about the central hearth。
The dogs could stand on their hind…legs when they wished； and carry things with their fore…feet。 Quickly they got out boards and trestles from the side walls and set them up near the fire。
Then baa…baa…baa！ was heard； and in came some snow…white sheep led by a large coal…black ram。 One bore a white cloth embroidered at the edges with figures of animals； others bore on their broad backs trays with bowls and platters and knives and wooden spoons； which the dogs took and quickly laid on the trestle tables。 These were very low； low enough even for Bilbo to sit at fortably。 Beside them a pony pushed two low…seated benches with wide rush…bottoms and little short thick legs for Gandalf and Thorin； while at the far end he put Beorn's big black chair of the same sort （in which he sat with his great legs stuck far out under the table）。 These were all the chairs he had in his hall； and he probably had them low like the tables for the convenience of the wonderful animals that waited on him。 What did the rest sit on？ They were not forgotten。 The other ponies came in rolling round drum…shaped sections of logs； smoothed and polished； and low enough even for Bilbo； so soon they were all seated at Beorn's table； and the hall had not seen such a gathering for many a year。
There they had a supper； or a dinner； such as they had not had since they left the Last Homely House in the West and said good…bye to Elrond。 The light of the torches and the fire flickered about them； and on the table were two tall red beeswax candles。 All the time they ate； Beorn in his deep rolling voice told tales of the wild lands on this side of the mountains； and especially of the dark and dangerous wood； that lay outstretched far to North and South a day's ride before them； barring their way to the East； the terrible forest of Mirkwood。
The dwarves listened and shook their beards； for they knew that they must soon venture into that forest and that after the mountains it was the worst of the perils they had to pass before they came to the dragon's stronghold。 When dinner was over they began to tell tales of their own； but Beorn seemed to be growing drowsy and paid little heed to them。 They spoke most of gold and silver and jewels and the making of things by smith…craft； and Beorn did not appear to care for such things： there were no things of gold or silver in his hall； and few save the knives were made of metal at all。 They sat long at the table with their wooden drinking…bowls filled with mead。 The dark night came on outside。 The fires in the middle of the hall were built with fresh logs and the torches were put out； and still they sat in the light of the dancing flames with the pillars of the house standing tall behind them； arid dark at the top like trees of the forest。 Whether it was magic or not； it seemed to Bilbo that he heard a sound like wind in the branches stirring in the rafters； and the hoot of owls。 Soon he began to nod with sleep and the voices seemed to grow far away； until he woke with a start。 The great door had creaked and slammed。 Beorn was gone。 The dwarves were sitting cross…legged on the floor round the fire； and presently they began to sing。 Some of the verses were like this； but there were many more； and their singing went on for a long while：
〃The wind was on the withered heath；
but in the forest stirred no leaf：
there shadows lay by night and day；
and dark things silent crept beneath。
The wind came down from mountains cold；
and like a tide it roared and rolled；
the branches groaned； the forest moaned；
and leaves were laid upon the mould。
The wind went on from West to East ；
all movement in the forest ceased；
but shrill and harsh across the marsh
its whistling voices were released。
The grasses hissed； their tassels bent；
the reeds were rattling…on it went
o' er shaken pool under heavens cool
where racing clouds were torn and rent。
It passed the lonely Mountain bare
and swept above the dragon's lair ：
there black and dark lay boulders stark
and flying smoke was in the air。
It left the world and took its flight
over the wide seas of the night。
The moon set sail upon the gale；
and stars were fanned to leaping light。〃
Bilbo began to nod again。 Suddenly up stood Gandalf。 〃It is time for us to sleep；〃 be said； 〃…for us； but not I think for Beorn。 In this hall