The Hobbit JR Tolkien - Mr Collins

clumsiness, and lamenting the loss of theboat which made it impossible for them togo back and look for the hart, when theybecame aware of the dim blowing ofhorns in the wood and the sound as ofdogs baying far off. Then they all fellsilent; and as they sat it seemed they couldhear the noise of a great hunt going by tothe north of the path, though they saw nosign of it.There they sat for a long while and didnot dare to make a move. Bombur slept onwith a smile on his fat face, as if he nolonger cared for all the troubles that vexedthem. Suddenly on the path aheadappeared some white deer, a hind andfawns as snowy white as the hart had beendark. They glimmered in the shadows.Before Thorin could cry out three of the