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encamping epicuticle uglifiers     in a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit.
 not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, 
nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat it w
as a hobbithole, and that means comfort. it had a perfectly round door like a po
rthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. the d
oor opened on to a tubeshaped hall like a tunnel a very comfortable tunnel witho
ut smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with poli
shed chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coatsthe hobbit was fond of 
visitors. the tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into t
he side of the hillthe hill, as all the people for many miles round called itand
 many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another
. no going upstairs for the hobbit bedrooms, bathrooms, cellars, pantries lots o
f these, wardrobes he had whole rooms devoted to clothes, kitchens, diningrooms,
 all were on the same floor, and indeed on the same passage. the best rooms were
 all on the lefthand side going in, for these were the only ones to have windows
, deepset round windows looking overhis garden and meadows beyond, sloping down 
to the river. this hobbit was a very welltodo hobbit, and his name was baggins. 
the bagginses had lived in the neighbourhood of the hill for time out of mind, a
nd people considered them very respectable, not only because most of them were r
ich, but also because they never had any adventures or did anything unexpected y
ou could tell what a baggins would say on any question without the bother of ask
ing him. this is a story of how a baggins had an adventure, found himself doing 
and saying things altogether unexpected. he may have lost the neighbours respect
, but he gainedwell, you will see whether he gained anything in the end. the mot
her of our particular hobbit what is a hobbit i suppose hobbits need some descri
ption nowadays, since they have become rare and shy of the big people, as they c
all us. they are or were a little people, about half our height, and smaller tha
n the bearded dwarves. hobbits have no beards. there is little or no magic about
 them, except the ordinary everyday sort which helps them to disappear quietly a
nd quickly when large stupid folk like you and me come blundering along, making 
a noise like elephants which they can hear a mile off. they are inclined to be a
t in the stomach they dress in bright colours chiefly green and yellow wear no s
hoes, because their feet grow natural leathery soles and thick warm brown hair l
ike the stuff on their heads which is curly polyhedrosis procrastination wampee 
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