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The youthful Filgee, taking advantage of it, opened in a higher key, "Tige ith" but the master's attention was here diverted by the searching eyes of Octavia Dean, a girl of eleven, who after the fashion of her sex preferred a personal recognition of her presence before she spoke.
The Roman welcomed Octavia with much ceremony. He bowed to Hermione, who threw back her veil and greeted Martius as an old friend. While her mother explained the matter of business to her trusted lawyer, Hermione and Martius withdrew to the other side of the room and sat down side by side on an ivory and ebony bench in the window.
On the other hand, if Alfieri did not expressly assure us that his Octavia was a daughter of Tacitus, we should be inclined to believe that it was modelled on that of the pretended Seneca. The colours with which he paints his tyrants are borrowed from the rhetorical exercises of the school.
He stands near to Octavianus, for he was his intellectual guide, and I know that he reveres the Roman's sister, Octavia, as a goddess. Antony is now struggling with Octavianus for the sovereignty of the world. Octavia succumbed in the conflict against the woman of whom you desire to hear. It is not my place to judge her, but I may instruct and warn.
I don't know what it was all about, and I was getting so sleepy, that when a fresh deal was going to begin I asked Octavia, who was near, if I might not go to bed. She nodded, so I slipped away. Lord Valmond followed, to light my candle he said, but as there is nothing but electric light that was nonsense.
The Nelson thought this was Octavia, and put off again as soon as she found out her mistake, but the Bradleys took to the bush, and the boat's crew couldn't find them. When they saw your flag, they thought you might mean to send them back, so they ran off to hide again: they'll be back, though, when they get hungry."
Later on Octavia, slipping noiselessly up the steps in the dusk, saw a sight that transfixed her with astonishment. When she recovered herself she turned and fled wildly around the house, running bump into Sam Mitchell, who was coming across the yard from a twilight conference with the hired men. "Goodness, Tavy, what's the matter? Y' look 'sif y'd seen a ghost."
They were, indeed, very anxious to hear Octavia converse, but had not the courage to attempt to draw her out, unless a sudden query of Miss Lydia's could be considered such an attempt. "Do you like England?" she asked. "Is this England?" inquired Octavia. "It is a part of England, of course," replied the young lady, with calm literalness.
"She said she saw so many things to envy in me, that she could scarcely believe I wanted to be at all like her." "It was a very civil speech," said Barold ironically. "I scarcely thought Lady Theobald had trained her so well." "She meant it," said Octavia. "You mayn't believe it, but she did. I know when people mean things, and when they don't." "I wish I did," said Barold.
It happened oddly that Mr. Burmistone's first words touched upon the subject of her thought. He began quite abruptly with it. "It seems to me," he said, "that Miss Octavia Bassett" Lucia stopped him with a courage which surprised herself. "Oh, if you please," she implored, "don't say any thing unkind about her!" Mr. Burmistone looked down into her soft eyes with a good deal of feeling.
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