The Hobbit Page #4

Wind!

Wind is the answer!

Now, my turn.

A box without hinges, key, or lid,

Yet golden treasure inside is hid,

Let us give us

a chance, my precious.

Eggs!

Eggs, it is!

Oh, buffer!

Us, now! Now, us, my precious.

I'm a quitter with anticipation!

Now...

This thing all things devours:

Birds, beasts, trees, flowers;

Gnaws iron, bites steel;

Grinds hard stones to meal;

Slays king, ruins town,

And beats high mountain down.

Well, interesting.

Yes, now, let me see.

What is the answer?

What is the answer?

Just a moment now!

My precious...

... will it taste delicious?

Yes! It will!

- Give me some time.

- What...

What does it say?

I said:
time! Time!

Whatever is the matter?

It guess!

Time is the answer!

It is?

I knew it all along.

That's an old one.

Well, fun is fun.

Now couldn't we get out of here?

No! It's got to ask us another

riddle, my precious! Yes! Yes!

Oh, blessed! I can't

think of another one.

Ask! Ask!

Oh, very well.

- What have I got in my pocket?

- Not fair! Not fair...

to ask my precious...

... what it's got in

its nassty little...

... pocketses?

I'm sorry. That's my riddle.

If you can't guess it,

you lose. And show me out!

Oh, my precious loses!

But first...

... my precious shows it his...

... something pretty.

- You wish to show me something?

- My birthday present.

Wait! Where are you going?

My precious finds a ring...

... on his birthday...

...long ago.

A golden ring.

A magic ring!

We must get my precious, my birthday

present, from its hiding place.

Now, what?

You'll never guess

my pocket contains this.

Bless my soul!

Where is it?

My golden ring!

My magic ring!

It is lost!

Lost!

Lost!

Precious! My precious!

My ring, lost!

My precious remembers.

He wears it before...

... and he drops it on the shore!

Curse it! Curse the Baggins!

He found it!

My ring!

My birthday present!

Am I he does carry on?

Bless my soul!

The ring?

Yes, most definitely.

My precious! We find it!

We find it! The Baggins.

My precious will crush it...

... and smash it!

Better does this.

Where is it?

Where is it?

It is tricksy.

It says it doesn't know

the way out...

... but it knows a way in,

my precious.

It must...

... know a way out!

It's off to the back door.

My precious must make haste

to the back door.

To the back door!

How convenient.

Well, follow the leader.

It's not here, my precious.

Escaped! Escaped!

Thief!

Thief!

Baggins!

We hate it!

Hate it for ever!

You see, Gollum thought I knew the way out,

and wished trying to head me off.

I merely followed him to the exit.

We had to fight our way

through the goblin guard.

- How is it they didn't see you?

- Oh, well...

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