jrt.the hobbit-第39部分
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necklace of Girion； Lord of Dale； made of five hundred emeralds green as grass； which he gave for the arming of his eldest son in a coat of dwarf…linked rings the like of which had never been made before； for it was wrought of pure silver to the power and strength of triple steel。 But fairest of all was the great white gem； which the dwarves had found beneath the roots of the Mountain； the Heart of the Mountain； the Arkenstone of Thrain。 〃The Arkenstone！ The Arkenstone！〃 murmured Thorin in the dark； half dreaming with his chin upon his knees。 〃It was like a globe with a thousand facets； it shone like silver in the firelight； like water in the sun； like snow under the stars； like rain upon the Moon！〃
But the enchanted desire of the hoard had fallen from Bilbo。 All through their talk he was only half listening to them。 He sat nearest to the door with one ear cocked for any beginnings of a sound without； his other was alert or echoes beyond the murmurs of the dwarves； for any whisper of a movement from far below。
Darkness grew deeper and he grew ever more uneasy。 〃Shut the door！〃 he begged them。 〃I fear that dragon in my marrow。 I like this silence far less than the uproar of last night。 Shut the door before it is too late！〃 Something in his voice gave the dwarves an unfortable feeling。 Slowly Thorin shook off his dreams and getting up he kicked away the stone that wedged the door。 Then they thrust upon it； and it closed with a snap and a clang。 No trace of a keyhole was there left on the inside。 They were shut in the Mountain！
And not a moment too soon。 They had hardly gone any distance down the tunnel when a blow smote the side of the Mountain like the crash of battering…rams made of forest oaks and swung by giants。 The rock boomed； the walls cracked and stones fell from the roof on their heads。 What would have happened if the door had still been open I don't like to think。 They fled further down the tunnel glad to be still alive； while behind them outside they heard the roar and rumble of Smaug's fury。 He was breaking rocks to pieces； smashing wall and cliff with the lashings of his huge tail； till their little lofty camping ground； the scorched grass； the thrush's stone； the snail…covered walls； the narrow ledge； and all disappeared in a jumble of smithereens； and an avalanche of splintered stones fell over the cliff into the valley below。 Smaug had left his lair in silent stealth； quietly soared into the air； and then floated heavy and slow in the dark like a monstrous crow； down the wind towards the west of the Mountain； in the hopes of catching unawares something or somebody there； and of spying the outlet to the passage which the thief had used。 This was the outburst of his wrath when he could find nobody and see nothing； even where he guessed the outlet must actually be。 After he had let off his rage in this way he felt better and he thought in his heart that he would not be troubled again from that direction。 In…the meanwhile he had further vengeance to take。 〃Barrel…rider！〃 he snorted。 〃Your fee came from the waterside and up the water you came with out a doubt。 I don't know your smell； but if you are not one of those men of the Lake； you had their help。 They shall see me and remember who is the real King under the Mountain！〃
He rose in fire and went away south towards the Running River。
Chapter 13
Not at Home
In the meanwhile； the dwarves sat in darkness； and utter silence fell about them。 Little they ate and little they spoke。 They could not count the passing of time； and they scarcely dared to move； for the whisper of their voices echoed and rustled in the tunnel。 If they dozed； they woke still to darkness and to silence going on unbroken。 At last after days and days of waiting； as it seemed； when they were being choked and dazed for want of air； they could bear it no longer。 They would almost have weled sounds from below of the dragon's return。 In the silence they feared some cunning devilry of his； but they could not sit there for ever。
Thorin spoke： 〃Let us try the door！〃 he said。 〃I must feel the wind on my face soon or die。 I think I would rather be smashed by Smaug in the open than suffocate in here！〃
So several of the dwarves got up and groped back to where the door had been。 But they found that the upper end of the tunnel had been shattered and blocked with broken rock。 Neither key nor the magic it had once obeyed would ever open that door again。
〃We are trapped！〃 they groaned。 〃This is the end。 We shall die here。〃 But somehow； just when the dwarves were most despairing； Bilbo felt a strange lightening of the heart； as if a heavy weight had gone from under his waistcoat。
〃e； e！〃 he said。 〃While there's life there's hope！〃 as my father used to say； and 'Third time pays for all。' I am going down the tunnel once again。 I have been that way twice； when I knew there was a dragon at the other end； so I will risk a third visit when I am no longer sure。 Anyway the only way out is down。 And I think time you had better all e with me。〃 In desperation they agreed； and Thorin was the first go forward by Bilbo's side。
〃Now do be careful！〃 whispered the hobbit； 〃and quiet as you can be！ There may be no Smaug at the bottom but then again there may be。 Don't let us take any unnecessary risks！〃
Down； down they went。 The dwarves could not； course； pare with the hobbit in real stealth； and the made a deal of puffing and shuffling which echoes magnified alarmingly； but though every now and again Bilbo in fear stopped and listened； not a sound stirred below Near the bottom； as well as he could judge； Bilbo slipped on his ring and went ahead。 But he did not need it： the darkness was plete； and they were all invisible； ring or no ring。 In fact so black was it that the hobbit came to the opening unexpectedly； put his hand on air； stumbled for ward； and rolled headlong into the hall！ There he lay face downwards on the floor and did no dare to get up； or hardly even to breathe。 But nothing moved。 There was not a gleam of light…unless； as seemed to him； when at last he slowly raised his head； there was a pale white glint； above him and far off in the gloom。 But certainly it was not a spark of dragon…fire； though the wormstench was heavy in the place； and the taste of vapour was on his tongue。
At length Mr。 Baggins could bear it no longer。 〃e found you； Smaug； you worm！〃 he squeaked aloud。 〃Stop playing hide…and…seek！ Give me a light； and then eat me if you can catch me！〃
Faint echoes ran round the unseen hall； but there was no answer。 Bilbo got up； and found that he did not know in what direction to turn。 〃Now I wonder what on earth Smaug is playing at；〃 he said。 〃He is not at home today （or tonight； or whatever it is）； I do believe。 If Oin and Gloin have not lost their time tinder…boxes； perhaps we can make a little light； and have a look round before the luck turns。〃
〃Light！〃 he cried。 〃Can anybody make a light？〃
The dwarves； of course； were very alarmed when Bilbo fell forward down the step with a bump into the hall； and they sat huddled just where he had left them at the end the tunnel。
〃Sh！ sh！〃 they hissed； when they heard his voice： and though that helped the hobbit to find out where they were； was some time before he could get anything else out of them。 But in the end； when Bilbo actually began to stamp in the floor； and screamed out light！' at the top of his thrill voice； Thorin gave way； and Oin and Gloin were sent back to their bundles at the top of the tunnel。 After a while a twinkling gleam showed them returning； in with a small pine…torch alight in his hand； and Gloin with a bundle of others under his arm。 Quickly Bilbo trotted to the door and took the torch； but he could not persuade the dwarves to light the others or to e and join him yet。 As Thorin carefully explained； Mr。 Baggins was still officially their expert burglar and investigator。 If he liked to risk a light； that was his affair。 They would wait in the tunnel for his report。 So they sat near the door and watched。
They saw the little dark shape of the hobbit start across the floor holding his tiny light aloft。 Every now and again； while he was still near enough； they caught a glint and a tinkle as he stumbled on some golden thing。 The light grew smaller as he wandered away into the vast hall； then it began to rise dancing into the air。 Bilbo was climbing the great mound of treasure。 Soon he stood upon the top； and still went on。 Then they saw him halt and stoop for a moment； but they did not know the reason。 It was the Arkenstone； the Heart of the Mountain。 So Bilbo guessed from Thorin's description； but indeed there could not be two such gems； even in so marvellous a hoard； even in all the world。 Ever as he climbed； the same white gleam had shone before him and drawn his feet towards Slowly it grew to a little globe of pallid light。 Now as came near； it was tinged with a flickering sparkle of man colours at the surface； reflected and splintered from the wavering light of his torch。 At last he looked down upon it and he caught his breath。 The great jewel shone before he feet of its own inner light； and yet； cut and fashioned by the dwarves； who had dug it from the heart of the mountain long ago； it took all light that fell upon it and…changes it into ten thousand sparks of white radiance shot with glints of the rainbow。
Suddenly Bilbo's arm went towards it drawn by it enchantment。 His small hand would not close about it for it was a large and heavy gem； but he lifted it； shut his eyes； and put it in his deepest pocket。
〃Now I am a burglar indeed！〃 thought he。 〃But I suppose I must tell the dwarves about it…some time。 The did say I could pick and choose my own share； and I think I would choose this； if they took all the rest！〃 All the same he had an unfortable feeling that the picking and choosing had not really been meant to include this marvellous gem； and that trouble would yet e of it。 Now he went on again。 Down the other side of the great mound he climbed； and the spark of his torch vanished from the sight of the watching dwarves。 But soon they saw it far away in the distance again。 Bilbo was crossing the floor of the hall。
He went on； until he came to the great doors at the further side； a
