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"
A
box
without
hinges
,
key
,
or
lid
,
Yet
golden
treasure
inside
is
hid
,
"
he
asked
to
gain
time
,
until
he
could
think
of
a
really
hard
one
.
This
he
thought
a
dreadfully
easy
chestnut
,
though
he
had
not
asked
it
in
the
usual
words
.
But
it
proved
a
nasty
poser
for
Gollum
.
He
hissed
to
himself
,
and
still
he
did
not
answer
;
he
whispered
and
spluttered
.
After
some
while
Bilbo
became
impatient
.
"
Well
,
what
is
it
?
"
he
said
.
"
The
answer
's
not
a
kettle
boiling
over
,
as
you
seem
to
think
from
the
noise
you
are
making
.
"
"
Give
us
a
chance
;
let
it
give
us
a
chance
,
my
preciouss-ss-ss
.
"
"
Well
,
"
said
Bilbo
,
after
giving
him
a
long
chance
,
"
what
about
your
guess
?
"
But
suddenly
Gollum
remembered
thieving
from
nests
long
ago
,
and
sitting
under
the
river
bank
teaching
his
grandmother
,
teaching
his
grandmother
to
suck
-
"
Eggses
!
"
he
hissed
.
"
Eggses
it
is
!
"
Then
he
asked
:
"
A
live
without
breath
,
As
cold
as
death
;
Never
thirsty
,
ever
drinking
,
All
in
mail
never
clinking
.
"
