Alexander Lange Kielland,
Norse Tales and Sketches
“ Or Trofast would sometimes amuse himself by stopping in front of a little girl who might be going an errand for her mother, thrusting his black nose up into her face, and growling, with gaping jaws, 'Bow, wow, wow!'If you could see the little thing! She becomes blue in the face, her arms hang rigidly by her sides, her feet keep tripping up and down; she tries to scream, but cannot utter a sound.But the grown ladies in the street cry shame upon her, and say:'What a little fool! How can you be afraid of such a dear, nice dog? Why, he only wants to play with you! ”
