Roast Mutton

“Bilbo knew it…he wished himself a hundred miles away, and yet--and yet somehow he could not go straight back to Thorin and Company empty-handed. So he stood and hesitated in the shadows. Of the various burglarious proceedings he had heard of picking trolls’ pockets seemed the least difficult, so at last he crept behind a tree just behind William..Then Bilbo plucked up courage and put his little hand in William’s enormous pocket. There was a purse in it, as big as a bag to Bilbo. ‘Ha!’ thought he, warming to his new work as he lifted it out, ‘this is a beginning!’…‘Ere, oo’ who are you?’ it squeaked, as it left the pocket; and William turned around at once and grabbed Bilbo by the neck, before he could duck behind the tree”

J.R.R. Tolkien (1892-1973); The Hobbit: Roast Mutton, pg. 35