A little while after came the second Billy Goat Gruff to cross
the bridge. Trip, trap, trip, trap, trip, trap, went the bridge.
"Who's 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, who hadn't such a small
voice. "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 Gruff comes.
He's much bigger." "Very well! Be off with you," said the
troll.