Some sang too that Thror and Thrain would come back one day and gold would flow in rivers, through the mountain-gates, and all that land would be filled with new song and new laughter. But this pleasant legend did not much affect their daily business.
I had an accident. " "That seemes to happen a lot. " "It wasn't my fault. " "It never is. " "I just have bad luck. " "Or you're just trouble. " "You got a problem with that?" "No problem at all. " "Oh my God! Are you going to help or not?