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| 9 | 113 | Ottar then, with a scrap of View more quotes about binding">binding fiber, crossed and rudely bound, before her body, the wrists of the daughter of Thorgard of Scagnar; he then, reaching up, fastened her wrists to the heavy iron ring over her head. |
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| 9 | 110 | He got up from his knees, where he had been feeling the firmness of her left calf and ankle. |
| 9 | 111 | Then he said to the bondmaids, "Take her to the whipping post". |
| 9 | 112 | The bondmaids, laughing, dragged Hilda to the post, stout, of peeled wood, which stood outside the hall. |
| 9 | 113 | Ottar then, with a scrap of binding fiber, crossed and rudely bound, before her body, the wrists of the daughter of Thorgard of Scagnar; he then, reaching up, fastened her wrists to the heavy iron ring over her head. |
| 9 | 114 | Her breasts were against the post; she could not place her heels on the ground. |
| 9 | 115 | "How dare you place me in this position, Ivar Forkbeard!" she demanded. |
| 9 | 116 | "I am a free woman!" "Bring the five-strap slave slash," said Ivar Forkbeard to Gunnhild. |