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For ten years the boy had suffered in bondage under different masters, the last of whom Klerkon Flatface had brought him into Esthonia. "My one wish during all these years," said Egbert, has been to return to England, where the people are Christian, and do not worship your heathen gods.
The king then declared that he could not believe a boy so young as Ole could have either the skill or the boldness to attack so powerful a man as Klerkon Flatface. But the viking turned and called upon some of his shipmates to bring forward the dead body of their chief, which they laid down before the king. Valdemar looked upon it and examined the death wound.
Then was Olaf parted from his mother, and the captain of the vikings, an Esthonian named Klerkon Flatface, got him along with Thoralf and Thorgils. Klerkon deemed Thoralf over old for a thrall, and, seeing no work in him, slew him and flung him overboard, but he had the lads away with him, and sold them into slavery.
Even though he overcome you in the horse fight he shall not take me from you." "He is a great viking," answered Sigurd. "Men name him Klerkon Flatface. It is the same who sold you into bondage." A cloud came upon Olaf's brow, and he sat down upon the side of the trestle bed. "Klerkon Flatface?" he repeated slowly.
It was I who bought him from the vikings, with another of his kind one Thorgils, who is to this day my bond slave. I bought them in exchange for a good he goat from Klerkon Flatface. Very soon I found the younger lad was worthless.
When we had been made captives the rovers took and shared us among themselves as their bond slaves, and it befell that my mother and I were parted. An Esthonian named Klerkon Flatface got me as his portion, along with Thoralf and Thorgils. Klerkon deemed Thoralf over old for a thrall, and could not see any work in him, so he cruelly slew him before our eyes and cast his body into the sea.
Old Brother Flatface, as I called him the other day. And he wasn't half angry either. Didn't we have sport last second of May! I took a party of them all round Hythe and Folkestone. No end of a spree!" Mark was soon too much occupied with his duties as guestmaster to lament with Brother Athanasius the end of the Sandgate priory.
It might be, indeed, that he had already gone across the river to the security of Grim Ormson's hut; but it was greatly to be feared that he had fallen into the hands of Klerkon Flatface. Suddenly, as Sigurd sat there in moody thought, the door of the room was flung open, and Olaf rushed in. He was strangely agitated.
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