Bilbo found sitting on the doorstep lonesome and wearisome — there was not a doorstep, of course, really, but they used to call the little grassy space between the wall and the opening the “doorstep” in fun, remembering Bilbo’s words long ago at the unexpected party in his hobbit-hole, when he said they could sit on the doorstep till they thought of something. And sit and think they did, or wandered aimlessly about, and glummer and glummer they became. Their spirits had risen a little at the discovery of the path, but now they sank into their boots; and yet they would not give it up and go away.
The hobbit was no longer much brighter than the dwarves (хоббит больше не был гораздо бодрее гномов: «чем гномы»;
“You said (вы сказали) sitting on the doorstep and thinking (что сидеть у порога и думать) would be my job (будет моей работой), not to mention getting inside (не говоря уже о том, что надо забираться вовнутрь), so I am sitting and thinking (вот я сижу и думаю). ”
through [Ɵru: ] distance [ˈdɪst (ǝ) ns] glimpse [ɡlɪmps]
The hobbit was no longer much brighter than the dwarves. He would do nothing but sit with his back to the rock-face and stare away west through the opening, over the cliff, over the wide lands to the black wall of Mirkwood, and to the distances beyond, in which he sometimes thought he could catch glimpses of the Misty Mountains small and far. If the dwarves asked him what he was doing he answered:
“You said sitting on the doorstep and thinking would be my job, not to mention getting inside, so I am sitting and thinking. ”
But I am afraid (но, боюсь) he was not thinking much of the job (он не очень-то много думал о работе), but of what lay beyond the blue distance (а /думал/ о том, что лежало за теми голубыми далями), the quiet Western Land (/о/ тихой Западной Земле) and the Hill (и о Холме) and his hobbit-hole under it (и о своей хоббитовской норке под ним). A large grey stone (большой серый камень) lay in the centre of the grass (лежал в центре травы) and he stared moodily at it (и он угрюмо смотрел на него;
“Tomorrow begins the last week of Autumn (завтра начинается последняя неделя осени), ” said Thorin one day (сказал Торин однажды).
“And winter comes after autumn (и зима приходит за осенью), ” said Bifur.