posted 04-17-2002 08:17 AM                

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So maybe the question has more to do with 'twenty degrees' than with actual climate temperature.

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No Bungo. But that's some creative thinking, indeed. As for the 20 degrees, I was just looking for a nice round number that could show the difference between a cold-natured person and a hot-natured person.

Now, as for a hint:

There are three things mentioned in three consecutive sentences that lead me to believe he was either cold-natured or hot-natured. One of these things by themselves wouldn't seem very conclusive. But I think that all 3 together are quite telling.

posted 04-17-2002 11:49 AM                

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Far, far away in the West, where things were blue and faint, Bilbo knew there lay his own country of safe and comfortable things, and his little hobbit-hole. He shivered. It was getting bitter cold up here, and the wind came shrill among the rocks. Boulders, too, at times came galloping down the mountain-sides, let loose by midday sun upon the snow, and passed among them (which was lucky), or over their heads (which was alarming). The nights were comfortless and chill, and they did not dare to sing or talk too loud, for the echoes were uncanny, and the silence seemed to dislike being broken-except by the noise of water and the wail of wind and the crack of stone.
"The summer is getting on down below," thought Bilbo...

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posted 04-17-2002 04:39 PM                

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Mostly it had been as good as May can be, even in merry tales, but now it was cold and wet. In the Lone-lands they had to camp when they could, but at least it had been dry. "To think it will soon be June," grumbled Bilbo as he splashed along behind the others in a very muddy track. It was after tea-time; it was pouring with rain, and had been all day; his hood was dripping into his eyes, his cloak was full of water; the pony was tired and stumbled on stones; the others were too grumpy to talk. "And I'm sure the rain has got into the dry clothes and into the food-bags," thought Bilbo. "Bother burgling and everything to do with it! I wish I was at home in my nice hole by the fire, with the kettle just beginning to sing!" It was not the last time that he wished that!

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posted 04-17-2002 05:43 PM                

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. It is a fair morning with little wind. What is finer than flying?"
Bilbo would have liked to say: "A warm bath and late breakfast on the lawn afterwards;

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Any luck? No? I'd like a warm bath too.

posted 04-18-2002 06:23 PM                

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For him there was a little mattress of straw and woollen blankets. He snuggled into them very gladly,summer-time though it was.

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posted 04-19-2002 03:56 AM                

My my Bungo, you must like that sword!

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It burned with a rage that made it gleam if goblins were about; now it was bright as blue flame for delight in the killing of the great lord of the cave. It made no trouble whatever of cutting through the goblin-chains and setting all the prisoners free as quickly as possible. This sword's name was Glamdring the Foe-hammer, if you(I) remember(ed)

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