The Hobbit JR Tolkien - Mr Collins

emember the dwarves. He managed tokeep his head above the water, but he wasshivering with the cold, and he wonderedif he would die of it before the luckturned, and how much longer he would beable to hang on, and whether he shouldrisk the chance of letting go and trying toswim to the bank.The luck turned all right before long:the eddying current carried several barrelsclose ashore at one point and there for awhile they stuck against some hidden root.Then Bilbo took the opportunity ofscrambling up the side of his barrel whileit was held steady against another. Up hecrawled like a drowned rat, and lay on thetop spread out to keep the balance as besthe could. The breeze was cold but betterthan the water, and he hoped he would not