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[Oili Hartigan]

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flames with the pillars of the house standing tall behind them, arid
dark at the top like trees of the forest. Whether it was magic or not,
it seemed to Bilbo that he heard a sound like wind in the branches
stirring in the rafters, and the hoot of owls. Soon he began to nod with
sleep and the voices seemed to grow far away, until he woke with a
start. The great door had creaked and slammed. Beorn was gone. The