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ith a rumble as of a gigantic tom…cat purring。 This grew to the unmistakable gurgling noise of some vast animal snoring in its sleep down there in the red glow in front of him。
It was at this point that Bilbo stopped。 Going on from there was the bravest thing he ever did。 The tremendous things that happened afterward were as nothing pared to it。 He fought the real battle in the tunnel alone； before he ever saw the vast danger that lay in wait。 At any rate after a short halt go on he did； and you can picture him ing to the end of the tunnel； an opening of much the same size and shape as the door above。 Through it peeps the hobbit's little head。 Before him lies the great bottommost cellar or dungeon…hall of the ancient dwarves right at the Mountain's root。 It is almost dark so that its vastaess can only be dimly guessed； but rising from the near side of the rocky floor there is a great glow。 The glow of Smaug！ There he lay； a vast red…golden dragon； fast asleep； thrumming came from his jaws and nostrils； and wisps of smoke； but his fires were low in slumber。
Beneath him； under all his limbs and his huge coiled tail； and about him on all sides stretching away across the unseen floors； lay countless piles of precious things； gold wrought and unwrought； gems and jewels； and silver red…stained in the ruddy light。
Smaug lay； with wings folded like an immeasurable bat； turned partly on one side； so that the hobbit could see his underparts and his long pale belly crusted with gems and fragments of gold from his long lying on his costly bed。 Behind him where the walls were nearest could dimly be seen coats of mail； helms and axes； swords and spears hanging； and there in rows stood great jars and vessels filled with a wealth that could not be guessed。 To say that Bilbo's breath was taken away is no description at all。 There are no words left to express his staggerment； since Men changed the language that they learned of elves in the days when all the world was wonderful。 Bilbo had heard tell and sing of dragon…hoards before； but the splendour； the lust； the glory of such treasure had never yet e home to him。 His heart was filled and pierced with enchantment and with the desire of dwarves； and he gazed motionless； almost forgetting the frightful guardian； at the gold beyond price and count。
He gazed for what seemed an age； before drawn almost against his will； he stole from the shadow of the doorway； across the floor to the nearest edge of the mounds of treasure。 Above him the sleeping dragon lay； a dire menace even in his sleep。 He grasped a great two…handled cup； as heavy as he could carry； and cast one fearful eye upwards。 Smaug stirred a wing； opened a claw； the rumble of his snoring changed its note。
Then Bilbo fled。 But the dragon did not wake…not yet but shifted into other dreams of greed and violence； lying there in his stolen hall while the little hobbit toiled back up the long tunnel。 His heart was beating and a more fevered shaking was in his legs than when he was going down； but still he clutched the cup； and his chief thought was： 〃I've done it！ This will show them。 'More like a grocer than a burglar' indeed！ Well； we'll hear no more of that。〃
Nor did he。 Balin was overjoyed to see the hobbit again； and as delighted as he was surprised。 He picked Bilbo up and carried him out into the open air。 It was midnight and clouds had covered the stars； but Bilbo lay with his eyes shut； gasping and taking pleasure in the feel of the fresh air again； and hardly noticing the excitement of the dwarves； or how they praised him and patted him on the back and put themselves and all their families for generations to e at his service。
The dwarves were still passing the cup from hand to hand and talking delightedly of the recovery of their treasure； when suddenly a vast rumbling woke in the mountain underneath as if it was an old volcano that had made up its mind to start eruptions once again。 The door behind them was pulled nearly to； and blocked from closing with a stone； but up the long tunnel came the dreadful echoes； from far down in the depths； of a bellowing and a trampling that made the ground beneath them tremble。
Then the dwarves forgot their joy and their confident boasts of a moment before and cowered down in fright。 Smaug was still to be reckoned with。 It does not do to leave a live dragon out of your calculations； if you live near him。 Dragons may not have much real use for all their wealth； but they know it to an ounce as a rule； especially after long possession； and Smaug was no exception。 He had passed from an uneasy dream （in which a warrior； altogether insignificant in size but provided with a bitter sword and great courage； figured most unpleasantly） to a doze； and from a doze to wide waking。 There was a breath of strange air in his cave。 Could there be a draught from that little hole？ He had never felt quite happy about it； though was so small； and now he glared at it in suspicion an wondered why he had never blocked it up。 Of late he had half fancied he had caught the dim echoes of a knocking sound from far above that came down through it to his lair。 He stirred and stretched forth his neck to sniff。 Then he missed the cup！
Thieves！ Fire！ Murder！ Such a thing had not happened since first he came to the Mountain！ His rage passes description … the sort of rage that is only seen when rich folk that have more than they can enjoy suddenly lose something that they have long had but have never before used or wanted。 His fire belched forth； the hall smoked； he shook the mountain…roots。 He thrust his head in vain at the little hole； and then coiling his length together； roaring like thunder underground； he sped from his deep lair through its great door； out into the huge passages of the mountain…palace and up towards the Front Gate。 To hunt the whole mountain till he had caught the thief and had torn and trampled him was his one thought。 He issued from the Gate； the waters rose in fierce whistling steam； and up he soared blazing into the air and settled on the mountain…top in a spout of green and scarlet flame。 The dwarves heard the awful rumour of his flight； and they crouched against the walls of the grassy terrace cringing under boulders； hoping somehow to escape the frightful eyes of the hunting dragon。
There they would have all been killed； if it had not been for Bilbo once again。 〃Quick！ Quick！〃 he gasped。 〃The door！ The tunnel！ It's no good here。〃 Roused by these words they were just about to creep inside the tunnel when Bifur gave a cry： 〃My cousins！ Bombur and Bofur … we have forgotten them； they are down in the valley！〃
〃They will be slain； and all our ponies too； and all out stores lost；〃 moaned the others。 〃We can do nothing。〃
〃Nonsense！〃 said Thorin； recovering his dignity。 〃We cannot leave them。 Get inside Mr。 Baggins and Balin； and you two Fili and Kili…the dragon shan't have all of us。 Now you others； where are the ropes？ Be quick！〃 Those were perhaps the worst moments they had been through yet。 The horrible sounds of Smaug's anger were echoing in the stony hollows far above； at any moment he might e blazing down or fly whirling round and find them there； near the perilous cliff's edge hauling madly on the ropes。 Up came Bofur； and still all was safe。 Up came Bombur； puffing and blowing while the ropes creaked； and still all was safe。 Up came some tools and bundles of stores； and then danger was upon them。 A whirring noise was heard。 A red light touched the points of standing rocks。 The dragon came。 They had barely time to fly back to the tunnel； pulling and dragging in their bundles； when Smaug came hurtling from the North； licking the mountain…sides with flame； beating his great wings with a noise like a roaring wind。 His hot breath shrivelled the grass before the door； and drove in through the crack they had left and scorched them as they lay hid。 Flickering fires leaped up and black rock…shadows danced。 Then darkness fell as he passed again。 The ponies screamed with terror； burst their ropes and galloped wildly off。 The dragon swooped and turned to pursue them； and was gone。 〃That'll be the end of our poor beasts！〃 said Thorin。
〃Nothing can escape Smaug once he sees it。 Here we are and here we shall have to stay； unless any one fancies tramping the long open miles back to the river with Smaug on the watch！〃
It was not a pleasant thought！ They crept further down the tunnel； and there they lay and shivered though it was warm and stuffy； until dawn came pale through the crack of the door。 Every now and again through the night they could hear the roar of the flying dragon grow and then pass and fade； as he hunted round and round the mountain…sides。
He guessed from the ponies； and from the traces of the camps he had discovered； that men had e up from the river and the lake and had scaled the mountain…side from the valley where the ponies had been standing； but the door withstood his searching eye； and the little high…walled bay had kept out his fiercest flames。 Long he had hunted in vain till the dawn chilled his wrath and he went back to his golden couch to sleep … and to gather new strength。
He would not forget or forgive the theft； not if a thousand years turned him to sm