Then Thorin burst forth in anger: “Our thanks, Rac Carc’s son. You and your people shall not be forgotten. But none of our gold shall thieves take or the violent carry off while we are alive. If you would earn our thanks still more, bring us news of any that draw near. Also I would beg of you, if any of you are still young and strong of wing, that you would send messengers to our kin in the mountains of the North, both west from here and east, and tell them of our plight. But go specially to my cousin Dain in the Iron Hills, for he has many people well-armed, and dwells nearest to this place. Bid him hasten!” “I will not say if this counsel be good or bad, ” croaked Rac; “but I will do what can be done. ” Then off he slowly flew.
“Back now to the Mountain (теперь назад, в Гору)!” cried Thorin (закричал Торин). “We have little time to lose (мы не можем терять время: «у нас мало времени /чтобы/ терять»). ”
“And little food to use (и еды у нас мало;