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From: | Heshel Templet |
Subject: | to mahym |
Date: | Fri, 21 Jul 2006 17:44:23 -0700 |
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and not knowing what else to do, poor little Bilbo caught hold of it and was pushed over the edge with it. Down into the water he fell, splash! into the cold dark water with the barrel on top of him. He came up again spluttering and clinging to the wood like a rat, but for all his efforts he could not scramble on top. Every time he tried, the barrel rolled round and ducked him under again. It was really empty, and floated light |
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