human
Who is there? Come out at once! shouted the poor man, beside himself. Ha! the monster appeared, lank and yellow, almost a skeleton, covered with rags. The poor fellow was afraid, but had the courage to make the sign of the cross and ask:
gpt
Who art thou?
human
I? I am Bitter Woe. I am one of the Russian heroes, Woe Bogotir. I pity all weak people. I pity thee, too, and want to help thee along.
gpt
All right, Bitter Woe; let us walk together arm in arm. I presume there are no other friends for me in this world.
human
Let us ride, good man, laughed the monster.
gpt
I will be thy faithful companion.
human
Thanks, but on what shall we ride?
gpt
I do not know on what thou shalt ride, but I, I shall ride on thee,