human
Take care! Raduz cried.
gpt
You're trampling my rye! Leave some of it for me.
human
Very well, the old man said, alighting from his steed,
gpt
I'll leave some of it for you. But tell me, reaper, have you seen anything of two young people passing this way?
human
Not a soul has passed while I've been reaping, but I do remember that while I was planting this field two such people did pass.
gpt
Well, old wiseacre, said Yezibaba,
human
No use my going on, the old man said.
gpt
The only person I saw was a reaper in a field of rye.
human
You booby! cried Yezibaba,
gpt
I wonder why my left cheek burns? Look back, dear Raduz, and see if there is any one following us.
human
There's nothing following us but a gray cloud in the sky.
gpt
A gray cloud? That's the old man on the gray horse that rides on the clouds. But don't be afraid. Only have ready a cunning answer.