| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 7 | 89 | He broke me a View more quotes about piece">piece. |
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 7 | 86 | "No, my Jarl!" cried Pudding. |
| 7 | 87 | "See then," said he, "that your baking improves!" "Yes, my Jarl," she said, and fled away. |
| 7 | 88 | "It is not bad bread," said Ivar Forkbeard to me, when she had disappeared from sight. |
| 7 | 89 | He broke me a piece. |
| 7 | 90 | We finished it. |
| 7 | 91 | It was really quite good, but, as the Forkbeard had said, it could have used a dash more salt. |
| 7 | 92 | When we left the side of the hall we had stopped, briefly, to watch Gunnhild and Pouting Lips at the standing looms. |