now would he have made at flinding , but that gnome sprang back , dropping his lamp , so that its cover slipped and the light of it shone forth , and he called out in the tongue of the gnomes that turin should hold-his hand and slay not his friends -- then did turin hearing his speech pause , and as he stood , by the light of the lamp he saw the white face of beleg lying nigh his feet with pierced throat , and he stood as one stricken to stone , and such was the look upon his face that flinding dared not speak for a long while .