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English[en]
Bilbo stood for a moment tense and undecided. Presently he sighed. ‘All right,’ he said with an effort. I will.’ Then he shrugged his shoulders, and smiled rather ruefully. ‘After all that’s what this party business was all about, really: to give away lots of birthday presents, and somehow make it easier to give it away at the same time. It hasn’t made it any easier in the end, but it would be a pity to waste all my preparations. It would quite spoil the joke.’
Cornish[kw]
Bylbo a sevis pols, tynn hag ansur. Wor’tiwedh ev a hanasas. ‘Ya,’ ev a leveris gans kaletter. ‘Mynnav.’ Ev a skruthas, hag a vinhwerthin yn anvodhek. ‘Byttiwedh, henn o styr gwir an kevywi: ri meur a rohow ha dhe’n keth termyn kavoes fordh esya dhe ri an bysow. Nyns o esya wor’tiwedh, mes y fia drog dhe skoellya oll a’m darbar. Henn a dhiswrussa an ges.’