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| 18 | 320 | "May I not View more quotes about follow">follow my Jarl?" she begged. |
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| 18 | 317 | "My Jarl," said a voice. |
| 18 | 318 | We turned about. |
| 18 | 319 | Hilda knelt to Ivar Forkbeard, her hair to his feet. |
| 18 | 320 | "May I not follow my Jarl?" she begged. |
| 18 | 321 | "A lowly bondmaid begs to heel her Jarl". |
| 18 | 322 | "Then, heel," said Ivar, good-naturedly, turning away. |
| 18 | 323 | "Thank you, my Jarl!" she wept, leaping to her feet, and falling into step on his left, two steps behind him. |