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- Translated transcription: Days, months and years pass in reassuring security on uncle’s large farm, as merely a happy playtime for Vébjörg.
Haraldr, who would gladly be her protector as well as playmate, is never happier than when the girl appeals to his masculinity. Here they have to cross the fast-flowing stream. He treads firmly on the slippery bottom, lifting his little friend high while closely watching her dear little face, to make sure she feels quite secure in his care. He wants to place her down carefully among the flowers on the bank and pleased and proud, a true little man, accept her thanks.
Their happy game continues and Haraldr will find plenty of opportunities to once again offer the little one his service.
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