| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 9 | 333 | "I beg to share your View more quotes about furs">furs, Ivar Forkbeard," she wept. |
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 9 | 330 | "What do you want?" he asked. |
| 9 | 331 | "To share your furs," she wept. |
| 9 | 332 | "Are you not a free woman?" he asked. |
| 9 | 333 | "I beg to share your furs, Ivar Forkbeard," she wept. |
| 9 | 334 | He rose to his feet and shoved back a long table, and a bench, on the other side of the fire pit. |
| 9 | 335 | With his heel he drew in the dirt of the floor a bondmaid circle. |
| 9 | 336 | She looked at him. |