The Hobbit JR Tolkien - Mr Collins

discovery of the path, but now they sankinto their boots; and yet they would notgive it up and go away. The hobbit was nolonger much brighter than the dwarves. Hewould do nothing but sit with his back tothe rock-face and stare away west throughthe opening, over the cliff, over the widelands to the black wall of Mirkwood, andto the distances beyond, in which hesometimes thought he could catchglimpses of the Misty Mountains smalland far. If the dwarves asked him what hewas doing he answered:“You said sitting on the doorstep andthinking would be my job, not to mentiongetting inside, so I am sitting andthinking.” But I am afraid he was notthinking much of the job, but of what laybeyond the blue distance, the quiet