The horses, he said, were sufficiently rested, and I could get a good room there in the priest's house.

I soon packed, and in a short time we were again on horseback.

The second time I came to the deep Rangaa, I rode across fearlessly, and needed no protection at any side.

Such is man: danger only alarms him the first time; when he has safely surmounted it once, he scarcely thinks of it the second time, and wonders how he can have felt any fear.
I saw five little trees standing in a field near the stream.

The stems of these, which, considering the scarcity of trees in Iceland, may be called remarkable phenomena, were crooked and knotty, but yet six or seven feet high, and about four or five inches in diameter.
As my guide had foretold, I found a very comfortable room and a good bed in the priest's house.