“Shut yer mouth!” he said as soon as he could. “Yer can’t expect folk to stop here for ever just to be et by you and Bert. You’ve et a village and a half between yer, since we come down from the mountains. How much more d’yer want? And time’s been up our way, when yer’d have said ‘thank yer Bill’ for a nice bit o’ fat valley mutton like what this is. ”
He took a big bite (он откусил большой кусок) off a sheep’s leg (от бараньей ноги) he was toasting (которую он поджаривал на огне), and wiped his lips on his sleeve (и вытер свои губы рукавом: «о свой рукав»).
Yes, I am afraid trolls do behave like that (да, я боюсь, что тролли именно так и ведут себя), even those with only one head each (даже те, у которых только по одной голове /на каждого/). After hearing all this (услышав все это;
quietly ['kwatl] warn [w: n] worthwhile [w: 'wal] purloin [p: 'ln, 'p: ln] cheer [t]
He took a big bite off a sheep’s leg he was toasting, and wiped his lips on his sleeve.
Yes, I am afraid trolls do behave like that, even those with only one head each. After hearing all this Bilbo ought to have done something at once. Either he should have gone back quietly and warned his friends that there were three fair-sized trolls at hand in a nasty mood, quite likely to try toasted dwarf, or even pony, for a change; or else he should have done a bit of good quick burgling. A really first-class and legendary burglar would at this point have picked the trolls’ pockets — it is nearly always worthwhile if you can manage it —, pinched the very mutton off the spite, purloined the beer, and walked off without their noticing him. Others more practical but with less professional pride would perhaps have stuck a dagger into each of them before they observed it. Then the night could have been spent cheerily.