human
I am afraid----
gpt
Now, said Thorhall quickly,
human
I've got a capital horse--a skewbald--down by Tunga, I shall not be many hours in fetching it; your saddle is here, I think, and then you will just have time to reach----
gpt
I stay here another night,
human
I implore you to depart,
gpt
My horse is slain!
human
But I will provide you with another.
gpt
Friend, answered Grettir, turning so sharply round that the farmer jumped back, half frightened,
human
Would that he were! groaned Thorhall;
gpt
I must revenge my horse.
human
An obstinate man will have his own way! But if you run your head against a stone wall, don't be angry because you get a broken pate.