King Skule.
True, true.
Jatgeir.
My soul has the like shamefastness; therefore I do not strip me when there are many in the hall.
King Skule.
Ha. [A short pause.] Tell me, Jatgeir, how came you to be a skald? Who taught you skald-craft?
Jatgeir.
Skaldcraft cannot be taught, my lord.
King Skule.
Cannot be taught? How came it then?