The Hobbit JR Tolkien - Mr Collins

up, and willows along its banks bent andsighed. Fortunately the road went over anancient stone bridge, for the river, swollenwith the rains, came rushing down fromthe hills and mountains in the north.It was nearly night when they hadcrossed over. The wind broke up the greyclouds, and a wandering moon appearedabove the hills between the flying rags.Then they stopped, and Thorin mutteredsomething about supper, “and where shallwe get a dry patch to sleep on?” Not untilthen did they notice that Gandalf wasmissing. So far he had come all the waywith them, never saying if he was in theadventure or merely keeping themcompany for a while. He had eaten most,talked most, and laughed most. But now hesimply was not there at all!