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allowed that a falling chimney might break up a little on impact, and lie with one crooked place in its middle. Alain sighed and shook his head. The visible sign might have been the boots beneath the study drapes—just the scuffed tips of them showing—but Thorin never looked in that direction. Oy had also recognized the man who had tried to kill him and was barking hysterically, head down, teeth bared, back bowed.