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final words. I suppose you feel that everything has gone off
splendidly and according to plan?’
‘Yes, I do,’ said Bilbo. ‘Though that flash was surprising:
it quite startled me, let alone the others. A little addition of
your own, I suppose?’
‘It was. You have wisely kept that ring secret all these years,
and it seemed to me necessary to give your guests something
else that would seem to explain your sudden vanishment.’
‘And would spoil my joke. You are an interfering old busy-
body,’ laughed Bilbo, ‘but I expect you know best, as usual.’
‘I do – when I know anything. But I don’t feel too sure
about this whole affair. It has now come to the final point.
You have had your joke, and alarmed or offended most of
your relations, and given the whole Shire something to talk
about for nine days, or ninety-nine more likely. Are you going
any further?’
‘Yes, I am. I feel I need a holiday, a very long holiday, as
I have told you before. Probably a permanent holiday: I don’t
expect I shall return. In fact, I don’t mean to, and I have
made all arrangements.
‘I am old, Gandalf. I don’t look it, but I am beginning
to feel it in my heart of hearts. Well-preserved indeed!’ he
snorted. ‘Why, I feel all thin, sort of stretched, if you know
what I mean: like butter that has been scraped over too much
bread. That can’t be right. I need a change, or something.’
Gandalf looked curiously and closely at him. ‘No, it does
not seem right,’ he said thoughtfully. ‘No, after all I believe
your plan is probably the best.’
‘Well, I’ve made up my mind, anyway. I want to see moun-
tains again, Gandalf – mountains; and then find somewhere
where I can rest. In peace and quiet, without a lot of relatives
prying around, and a string of confounded visitors hanging
on the bell. I might find somewhere where I can finish my
book. I have thought of a nice ending for it: and he lived
happily ever after to the end of his days.’
Gandalf laughed. ‘I hope he will. But nobody will read the
book, however it ends.’
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‘Oh, they may, in years to come. Frodo has read some
already, as far as it has gone. You’ll keep an eye on Frodo,
won’t you?’
‘Yes, I will – two eyes, as often as I can spare them.’
‘He would come with me, of course, if I asked him. In fact
he offered to once, just before the party. But he does not
really want to, yet. I want to see the wild country again before
I die, and the Mountains; but he is still in love with the
Shire, with woods and fields and little rivers. He ought to be
comfortable here. I am leaving everything to him, of course,
except a few oddments. I hope he will be happy, when he
gets used to being on his own. It’s time he was his own master
now.’
‘Everything?’ said Gandalf. ‘The ring as well? You agreed
to that, you remember.’
‘Well, er, yes, I suppose so,’ stammered Bilbo.
‘Where is it?’
‘In an envelope, if you must know,’ said Bilbo impatiently.
‘There on the mantelpiece. Well, no! Here it is in my
pocket!’ He hesitated. ‘Isn’t that odd now?’ he said softly
to himself. ‘Yet after all, why not? Why shouldn’t it stay
there?’
Gandalf looked again very hard at Bilbo, and there was a
gleam in his eyes. ‘I think, Bilbo,’ he said quietly, ‘I should
leave it behind. Don’t you want to?’
‘Well yes – and no. Now it comes to it, I don’t like parting
with it at all, I may say. And I don’t really see why I should.
Why do you want me to?’ he asked, and a curious change
came over his voice. It was sharp with suspicion and annoy-
ance. ‘You are always badgering me about my ring; but you
have never bothered me about the other things that I got on
my journey.’
‘No, but I had to badger you,’ said Gandalf. ‘I wanted the
truth. It was important. Magic rings are – well, magical; and
they are rare and curious. I was professionally interested in
your ring, you may say; and I still am. I should like to know
where it is, if you go wandering again. Also I think you have
had it quite long enough. You won’t need it any more, Bilbo,
unless I am quite mistaken.’
Bilbo flushed, and there was an angry light in his eyes. His
kindly face grew hard. ‘Why not?’ he cried. ‘And what
business is it of yours, anyway, to know what I do with my
own things? It is my own. I found it. It came to me.’
‘Yes, yes,’ said Gandalf. ‘But there is no need to get angry.’
‘If I am it is your fault,’ said Bilbo. ‘It is mine, I tell you.
My own. My Precious. Yes, my Precious.’
The wizard’s face remained grave and attentive, and only
a flicker in his deep eyes showed that he was startled and
indeed alarmed. ‘It has been called that before,’ he said, ‘but
not by you.’
‘But I say it now. And why not? Even if Gollum said the
same once. It’s not his now, but mine. And I shall keep it, I
say.’
Gandalf stood up. He spoke sternly. ‘You will be a fool if
you do, Bilbo,’ he said. ‘You make that clearer with every
word you say. It has got far too much hold on you. Let it go!
And then you can go yourself, and be free.’
‘I’ll do as I choose and go as I please,’ said Bilbo obstinately.
‘Now, now, my dear hobbit!’ said Gandalf. ‘All your long
life we have been friends, and you owe me something. Come!
Do as you promised: give it up!’
‘Well, if you want my ring yourself, say so!’ cried Bilbo.
‘But you won’t get it. I won’t give my Precious away, I tell
you.’ His hand strayed to the hilt of his small sword.
Gandalf ’s eyes flashed. ‘It will be my turn to get angry
soon,’ he said. ‘If you say that again, I shall. Then you will
see Gandalf the Grey uncloaked.’ He took a step towards the
hobbit, and he seemed to grow tall and menacing; his shadow
filled the little room.
Bilbo backed away to the wall, breathing hard, his hand
clutching at his pocket. They stood for a while facing one
another, and the air of the room tingled. Gandalf ’s eyes
remained bent on the hobbit. Slowly his hands relaxed, and
he began to tremble.
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>Bilbo backed away to the wall, breathing hard, his hand
>clutching at his pocket. They stood for a while facing one
>another, and the air of the room tingled. Gandalf ’s eyes
>remained bent on the hobbit. Slowly his hands relaxed, and
>he began to tremble.
>Bilbo backed away to the wall, breathing hard, his hand
>clutching at his pocket. They stood for a while facing one
>another, and the air of the room tingled. Gandalf ’s eyes
>remained bent on the hobbit. Slowly his hands relaxed, and
>he began to tremble.
>Bilbo backed away to the wall, breathing hard, his hand
>clutching at his pocket. They stood for a while facing one
>another, and the air of the room tingled. Gandalf ’s eyes
>remained bent on the hobbit. Slowly his hands relaxed, and
>he began to tremble.
>Bilbo backed away to the wall, breathing hard, his hand
>clutching at his pocket. They stood for a while facing one
>another, and the air of the room tingled. Gandalf ’s eyes
>remained bent on the hobbit. Slowly his hands relaxed, and
>he began to tremble.
>Bilbo backed away to the wall, breathing hard, his hand
>clutching at his pocket. They stood for a while facing one
>another, and the air of the room tingled. Gandalf ’s eyes
>remained bent on the hobbit. Slowly his hands relaxed, and
>he began to tremble.
>Bilbo backed away to the wall, breathing hard, his hand
>clutching at his pocket. They stood for a while facing one
>another, and the air of the room tingled. Gandalf ’s eyes
>remained bent on the hobbit. Slowly his hands relaxed, and
>he began to tremble.
>Bilbo backed away to the wall, breathing hard, his hand
>clutching at his pocket. They stood for a while facing one
>another, and the air of the room tingled. Gandalf ’s eyes
>remained bent on the hobbit. Slowly his hands relaxed, and
>he began to tremble.
>Bilbo backed away to the wall, breathing hard, his hand
>clutching at his pocket. They stood for a while facing one
>another, and the air of the room tingled. Gandalf ’s eyes
>remained bent on the hobbit. Slowly his hands relaxed, and
>he began to tremble.
>Bilbo backed away to the wall, breathing hard, his hand
>clutching at his pocket. They stood for a while facing one
>another, and the air of the room tingled. Gandalf ’s eyes
>remained bent on the hobbit. Slowly his hands relaxed, and
>he began to tremble.
>Bilbo backed away to the wall, breathing hard, his hand
>clutching at his pocket. They stood for a while facing one
>another, and the air of the room tingled. Gandalf ’s eyes
>remained bent on the hobbit. Slowly his hands relaxed, and
>he began to tremble.
>And then you can go yourself, and be free.’
>‘I’ll do as I choose and go as I please,’ said Bilbo obstinately.
>‘Now, now, my dear hobbit!’ said Gandalf. ‘All your long
>life we have been friends, and you owe me something. Come!
>Do as you promised: give it up!’
>‘Well, if you want my ring yourself, say so!’ cried Bilbo.
>‘But you won’t get it. I won’t give my Precious away, I tell
>you.’ His hand strayed to the hilt of his small sword.
‘I don’t know what has come over you, Gandalf,’ he said. >>14899125
‘You have never been like this before. What is it all about? It
is mine isn’t it? I found it, and Gollum would have killed me, >>14899165
if I hadn’t kept it. I’m not a thief, whatever he said.’
‘I have never called you one,’ Gandalf answered. ‘And I
am not one either. I am not trying to rob you, but to help >>14899155
you. I wish you would trust me, as you used.’ He turned
away, and the shadow passed. He seemed to dwindle again >>14899174
to an old grey man, bent and troubled.
Bilbo drew his hand over his eyes. ‘I am sorry,’ he said.
‘But I felt so queer. And yet it would be a relief in a way not >>14899116
to be bothered with it any more. It has been so growing on >>14899196
my mind lately. Sometimes I have felt it was like an eye >>14899190
looking at me. And I am always wanting to put it on and
disappear, don’t you know; or wondering if it is safe, and >>14899188
pulling it out to make sure. I tried locking it up, but I found
I couldn’t rest without it in my pocket. I don’t know why. >>14899199
And I don’t seem able to make up my mind.’
‘Then trust mine,’ said Gandalf. ‘It is quite made up. Go
away and leave it behind. Stop possessing it. Give it to Frodo, >>14899183
and I will look after him.’
Bilbo stood for a moment tense and undecided. Presently
he sighed. ‘All right,’ he said with an effort. ‘I will.’ Then he >>14899113
shrugged his shoulders, and smiled rather ruefully. ‘After all >>14899204
that’s what this party business was all about, really: to give >>14899179
away lots of birthday-presents, and somehow make it easier
to give it away at the same time. It hasn’t made it any easier >>14899132
in the end, but it would be a pity to waste all my preparations. >>14899142
It would quite spoil the joke.’
‘Indeed it would take away the only point I ever saw in the
affair,’ said Gandalf.>>14899209
‘Very well,’ said Bilbo, ‘it goes to Frodo with all the rest.’
He drew a deep breath. ‘And now I really must be starting, >>14899107
or somebody else will catch me. I have said good-bye, and I >>14899099
couldn’t bear to do it all over again.’ He picked up his bag >>14899220
and moved to the door. >>14899211
‘You have still got the ring in your pocket,’ said the wizard. >>14899227