| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 6 | 489 | "View more quotes about feast">Feast!" called Ivar Forkbeard. |
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| 6 | 486 | "Drink!" called he to his men. |
| 6 | 487 | "Drink mead to Hilda the Haughty, daughter of Thorgard of Scagnar!" His men roared with laughter. |
| 6 | 488 | Bondmaids, collared and naked, fled about, filling horns with mead. |
| 6 | 489 | "Feast!" called Ivar Forkbeard. |
| 6 | 490 | "Feast!" Much meat was eaten; many horns were drained. |
| 6 | 491 | Though the hall of Ivar Forkbeard was built only of turf and stone, and though he himself was outlaw, he had met me at its door, after I had been bidden wait outside, in his finest garments of scarlet and gold, and carrying a bowl of water and a towel. |
| 6 | 492 | "Welcome to the hall of Ivar Forkbeard," he had said. |