The Hobbit JR Tolkien - Mr Collins

eat, he sat down and wept, for he felt veryweak and wobbly in the legs. “Why everdid I wake up!” he cried. “I was havingsuch beautiful dreams. I dreamed I waswalking in a forest rather like this one,only lit with torches on the trees andlamps swinging from the branches andfires burning on the ground; and there wasa great feast going on, going on for ever. Awoodland king was there with a crown ofleaves, and there was a merry singing, andI could not count or describe the thingsthere were to eat and drink.”“You need not try,” said Thorin. “Infact if you can’t talk about something else,you had better be silent. We are quiteannoyed enough with you as it is. If youhadn’t waked up, we should have left youto your idiotic dreams in the forest; you