"_Who's that tripping over my bridge?_" roared the Troll.

"Oh, it is only I, the tiniest Billy Goat Gruff, and I'm going up to the
hillside to make myself fat," said the Billy Goat, with such a small
voice.

"Now, I'm coming to gobble you up," said the Troll.

"Oh, no! pray do not take me, I'm too little, that I am," said the Billy
Goat; "wait a bit till the second Billy Goat Gruff comes, he's much
bigger."

"Well! be off with you," said the Troll.

A little while after came the second Billy Goat Gruff across the bridge.

"Trip, trap! trip, trap! trip, trap!" went the bridge.

"_Who is that tripping over my bridge_?" roared the Troll.

"Oh, it's the second Billy Goat Gruff, and I'm going up to the hillside
to make myself fat," said the Billy Goat. Nor had he such a small voice,
either.

"Now, I'm coming to gobble you up!" said the Troll.

"Oh, no! don't take me, wait a little till the big Billy Goat comes,
he's much bigger."