| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 6 | 542 | She wept, and View more quotes about cried">cried out with pleasure. |
| 6 | 543 | When the fellow, an oarsman, had finished with her and would return to the table, she tried to hold him. |
| 6 | 544 | He struck her back on the furs. |
| 6 | 545 | Weeping she held out her arms to him. |
| 6 | 546 | He returned to his mead. |
| 6 | 547 | I saw another oarsman then crawl to her and, by the hair, pull her into his arms. |
| 6 | 548 | In a moment I saw her collared body, desperately pressing and rubbing against him, he in her small, white arms, her belly thrust against the great buckle of the master belt. |