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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