| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 10 | 328 | He tore away her kirtle. |
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| 10 | 325 | These View more quotes about cities">cities are not on good terms but they, civilized men, both in the far north, conversed affably. |
| 10 | 326 | "Send that one to the platform!" cried out a farmer, indicating Gunnhild. |
| 10 | 327 | "To the platform!" roared Ivar Forkbeard. |
| 10 | 328 | He tore away her kirtle. |
| 10 | 329 | Soon she, barefoot, was climbing the wooden steps to the platform. |
| 10 | 330 | This is a wooden walkway, about five feet wide and one hundred feet long. |
| 10 | 331 | On the walkway, back and forth, smiling, looking one way and then the other, turning about, parade stripped bondmaids. |