Sardou's Cleopatra — page 182: what you’re looking at

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SARDOU’S CLEOPATRA. 167 Involuntarily, moved by some strange impulse of curiosity, Octavia paused and waited their ap- proach. Suddenly the man caught sight of her, and stopping, turned and addressed a few words to his companions. ‘Then the three moved on again. As they came abreast of her, Octavia, for some reason which she could not explain, addressed them : “Whither are you bound ?” she said. The girl, whose face was uncovered, looked at her in some. surprise. “To the village,” she answered. “But,” said Octavia, “you will have to pass through the camp and ” | _ But she was interrupted by the dark-faced man, who said, with a scowl: “That is my affair. Who are you, to presume to interfere ?” Octavia drew herself up with dignity. “I!” she answered, quietly. “I am Octavia, Mark Antony’s wife.” At these words the taller of the two women, the one who was vailed, uttered a sharp cry, tottered, and caught for support at the arm of the man, whose manner had suddenly undergone a great | comicbooks 3