Go back? he thought. No good at all! Go sideways? Impossible! Go forward? Only thing to do! On we go!
Bilbo
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 cant be right. I need a change, or something.
Bilbo
I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve.
Bilbo
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
Bilbo
I will give you a name, he said to it, and I shall call you Sting.
Bilbo
It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to.
Bilbo
Sorry! I don't want any adventures, thank you. Not Today. Good morning! But please come to tea - any time you like! Why not tomorrow? Good bye!
Bilbo
Then he took out his morning letters, and began to read, pretending to take no more notice of [Gandalf]. He had decided that he was not quite his sort, and wanted him to go away. But the old man did not move.
Bilbo Gandalf
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