Best books about Vikings fiction

Best books about Vikings fiction RYE OR BRAN TOAST. "Where did you find it?" he asked, pointing a trembling finger at the terrible piece of evidence.,“But some people like their work, don’t they?” May Nell persisted. She was exploring strange country.,The play was all that had been promised and they sat through its mystic-scenes with rapt attention, comparing notes enthusiastically in the intervals when the curtain was down, and when it was over they came out into the daylight with that peculiar sensation of unreality in the daylight world that follows an enthralling matinee.,As he finishes he moves towards the window, as though bent upon putting his words into execution at once, but Mona hastily stepping before him, gets between it and him, and, raising her hand, forbids his approach.,Then there is silence for a full minute, during which Miss Mansergh casts a reproachful glance at the irrepressible Jack.，"And why didn't you give it up to the police?"，Off they raced, and came panting into the station, to find the express ten minutes late, and David just stepping from the platform of the still moving line of cars.，"I am quite comfortable, thank you."Elinor smiled ruefully. "And I'd like to swap with you," she said. "I'd much prefer a quiet time like I had in the head class this morning, or an agreeable time like you had, to anything riotous."

“Now row away, row as far away as you like. It is perfectly glorious sitting here!”,"Oh, hang Dido!" cried Maurice, vigorously. "I wish she would mind her own business.","Well, sir, the smell made me sleepy; and though I heard a noise behind me I could not turn my head. I was just as if in a nightmare, sir. Then the black arm of that witch came from behind me and grabbed at my throat, and she held a handkerchief with that stuff on it to my nose.","Nor that, either.","You are not dancing much?","Then I do not understand you," said Captain Acton.,The next afternoon when Elinor, completely restored after a day's rest, took out her drawing-board and began to work, Patricia brought out her own study for a final criticism before laboriously lugging it up to the Academy.,Then, suddenly as it had come, the storm passed, trailing dark, yellow-gray, ragged clouds in its wake. The light came back and the awed girls at the little window saw below them in the emerald meadows, wide ugly yellow splotches that grew as they looked, meeting other growing patches of swirling yellow water from the lanes and roads. Trees showed fresh wounds and masses of broken branches clotted the discolored waters of the brook. Birds called excitedly and flew exultantly about in the limpid air. The sun flung gay greens and golds. The storm was past.,“Yes, go away, Billy; I’m not afraid.” May Nell laughed happily. Her quick mind was delighted with the masquerading.,When they had taken the skins from these animals, they set up poles and put the hides over them, and so made a shelter to sleep under.,"It is to be regretted you cannot like England, as you have made up your mind to live in it; and yet I think——" She pauses.,“Well,” said he, pausing after each word of his speech, as was his custom, “well, the old gentleman was a good man, as we all know—we who worked for him. He was always good to us, never anything but good. But now there is only this to say: we wish to bid this boy welcome. We know him, and it will surprise me if he does not prove the same sort as the old gentleman. And that is the reason we welcome you, Johnny Blossom.”.