Glam replied: 'You have many foolish fashions that I see no good in.

I cannot see that men are any better off now than they were when they never troubled themselves about such things.

I think it was a far better life when men were heathens; and now I want my food, and no nonsense.' The good-wife answered: 'I am sure you will come to sorrow to-day if you act thus perversely'.
"Glam bade her bring his food at once, or it would be the worse for her.

She was afraid to refuse, and after he had eaten he went out in a great rage.
"The weather was very bad.

It was dark and gloomy all round; snowflakes fluttered about; loud noises were heard in the air, and it grew worse and worse as the day wore on.