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stumbled and fell in a faint on the door-step. The dwarves revived
him, and doctored his scorches as well as they could; but it was a long
time before the hair on the back of his head and his heels grew properly
again: it had all been singed and frizzled right down to the skin. In
the meanwhile his friends did their best to cheer him up; and they were
eager for his story, especially wanting to know why the dragon had made
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