The Hobbit JR Tolkien - Mr Collins

even of the direction they had been goingin when he had his fall. He guessed aswell as he could, and crawled along for agood way, till suddenly his hand met whatfelt like a tiny ring of cold metal lying onthe floor of the tunnel. It was a turningpoint in his career, but he did not know it.He put the ring in his pocket almostwithout thinking; certainly it did not seemof any particular use at the moment. Hedid not go much further, but sat down onthe cold floor and gave himself up tocomplete miserableness, for a long while.He thought of himself frying bacon andeggs in his own kitchen at home—for hecould feel inside that it was high time forsome meal or other; but that only madehim miserabler.He could not think what to do; nor