The Boy.—We do not know, my lord!
Kolbein.—You must have remained over night at Bolstadarhlid before you ascended the Vatnsskard.
The Boy.—We did, my lord!
Kolbein.—Did yeoman Jon send me no message by you?
The Boy.—No, my lord, yeoman Jon sent no message by us.
Kolbein.—You must be a clever and trusty lad, though you are young.
The Boy.—You give me high praise, my lord, and it is good to hear.
Kolbein.—You are careful to ask men about their names, or get to know them from others. That is doing well for a young lad.
The Boy.—I asked yeoman Jon myself what his name was, my lord!
Kolbein.—There you lied again, little boy. The yeoman at Bolstadarhlid is called Thorvard Arnason. (The boy runs out.)