hobbit chapter 2


«Not at all, not at all, my dear sir! Let me see, do I know your name?»

«Yes, yes, my dear sir — and I know your name, Mr Bilbo Baggins. And you really know my name. I am Gandalf!»

«Gandalf, Gandalf! You are the wandering wizard that gave Old Took a pair of magic diamond studs! You are the fellow who used to tell wonderful tales at parties, about dragons and goblins and giants and the rescue of princesses! You are the man that used to make fantastic fireworks! I remember those! Splendid! You were responsible for so many quiet young hobbits that went off for mad adventures! I beg your pardon, I had no idea that you were still in business.»

«Where else should I be?» said the wizard. «But I am pleased that you remember something about me. So I will give you what you asked for.»

«I beg your pardon, I haven’t asked for anything!»

«Yes, you have! Twice now. My pardon. I give it you. In fact I will even send you on this adventure. It will be very amusing for me and very good for you too.»

«Sorry! I don’t want any adventures, thank you. Not today. But please come to tea — any time you like! Why not tomorrow? Come tomorrow! Good-bye!»

With that the hobbit turned and ran inside his round green door.

«Why did I ask him to tea?» he said to himself, as he went to the pantry. He had only just had breakfast, but he thought a cake or two and a drink of something would do him good after his fright.

Gandalf was still standing outside the door, and laughing long but quietly. Then he scratched a queer sign on the hobbit’s beautiful green front-door and went away.

The next day Bilbo almost forgot about Gandalf, but just before tea-time, when a tremendous ring on the front-door bell came, he remembered! He rushed and put on the kettle, and put out another cup and saucer and an extra cake or two, and ran to the door. «I am so sorry to keep you waiting!» he was going to say, when he saw that it was not Gandalf at all. It was a dwarf with a blue beard tucked into a golden belt, and very bright eyes under his dark-green hood. As soon as the door was opened, he pushed inside, hung his hooded cloak on the nearest peg, and «Dwalin at your service!» he said with a low bow.

«Bilbo Baggins at yours!» answered the hobbit, and added: «I am going to take tea; please come and have some with me.»

Very soon there came another ring at the bell. «Excuse me!» said the hobbit, and went off to the door. «So you are here at last!» he was going to say to Gandalf this time. But it was not Gandalf. Instead there was a very old dwarf with a white beard and a scarlet hood; and he too hopped inside as soon as the door was open. He hung his red hood next to Dwalin’s green one, and «Balin at your service!» he said.

«Thank you!» said Bilbo in surprise. He liked visitors, but he liked to know them before they arrived, and he preferred to invite them himself.

«Come in and have some tea!» he said after taking a deep breath.

«I would prefer a little mug of beer, if it is possible, my good sir,» said Balin. «But I don’t mind some seed-cake, if you have any.»

«Lots!» Bilbo answered, to his own surprise; and he ran to the cellar to fill a pint beer-mug, and to the pantry to fetch two beautiful round seed-cakes which he had baked that afternoon.

When he got back, Balin and Dwalin were talking at the table like old friends (in fact, they were brothers). Bilbo put the beer and the cakes in front of them, when a loud ring came at the bell again, and then another ring.

«I am sure, this time it’s Gandalf,» he thought. But it was not. It was two more dwarves, both with blue hoods, silver belts, and yellow beards; and each of them carried a bag of tools and a spade. They hopped in, as soon as the door began to open — Bilbo was not surprised at all.

«What can I do for you, my dwarves?» he said.

«Kili at your service!» said the one. «And Fili!» added the other; and they both took off their blue hoods and bowed.

«At yours and your family’s!» replied Bilbo.

So the four dwarves sat around the table and talked about mines and gold and troubles with the goblins and the dragons, and lots of other things, but then the bell rang again. «Someone is at the door!» Bilbo said, blinking.

Then the bell rang again louder than ever, and he had to run to the door. There were FIVE dwarves. Dori, Nori, Ori, Oin, and Gloin were their names; and very soon two purple hoods, a grey hood, a brown hood, and a white hood were hanging on the pegs, and the dwarves joined the others. Some of them called for ale, and one for coffee, and all of them for cakes; so the hobbit was very busy for a while. Suddenly there came a loud knock. Somebody was banging with a stick!

Bilbo rushed along the passage, very angry. He quickly opened the door, and they all fell in, one on top of the other. More dwarves, four more! And there was Gandalf behind, leaning on his stick and laughing.

«Carefully! Carefully!» he said. «Let me introduce Bifur, Bofur, Bombur, and especially Thorin!»

«At your service!» said Bifur, Bofur, and Bombur standing in a row. Then they hung up two yellow hoods and a pale green one; and also a sky-blue one with a long silver tassel. This last belonged to Thorin, a very important dwarf, who didn’t like falling on Bilbo’s mat with Bifur, Bofur, and Bombur on top of him.


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