| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 9 | 353 | "View more quotes about hold">Hold me, Forkbeard!" she wept. |
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| 9 | 350 | After this second horn of mead the Forkbeard, wiping his mouth with his arm, turned about and went to his furs. |
| 9 | 351 | He howled with misery. |
| 9 | 352 | "She is the coldest of women!" laughed Ottar. |
| 9 | 353 | "Hold me, Forkbeard!" she wept. |
| 9 | 354 | "Hold me please!" "Will you serve me well?" asked the Forkbeard. |
| 9 | 355 | "Yes," she cried. |
| 9 | 356 | "Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" But the Forkbeard did not make her serve him then but, firmly, held her body, locked in his arms, that of his prisoner, to his, warming her. |