“It said so, yes; but it’s tricksy. It doesn’t say what it means. It
won’t say what it’s got in its pocketses. It knows. It knows a way in,
it must know a way out, yes. It’s off to the back-door. To the
back-door, that’s it.”
     “The goblinses will catch it then. It can’t get out that way,
precious.” “Ssss, sss, gollum! Goblinses! Yes, but if it’s got the
present, our precious present, then goblinses will get it, gollum!
They’ll find it, they’ll find out what it does. We shan’t ever be safe
again, never, gollum! One of the goblinses will put it on, and then no
one will see him. He’ll be there but not seen. Not even our clever
eyeses will notice him; and he’ll come creepsy and tricksy and catch
us, gollum, gollum!”
     “Then let’s stop talking, precious, and make haste. If the Baggins has
gone that way, we must go quick and
     

 Bilbo hurried after him, still cautiously, though his chief fear now
was of tripping on another snag and falling with a noise. His head was
in a whirl of hope and wonder. It seemed that the ring he had was a
magic ring: it made you invisible! He had heard of such things, of