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| 47 | 278 | "Here!" said View more quotes about marcus">Marcus, throwing the gold to a large fellow, his face muchly concealed in a wind scarf, with him. |
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| 47 | 275 | She had fainted. |
| 47 | 276 | "You have led us a merry chase," cried Marcus, angrily, looking over his shoulder. |
| 47 | 277 | "Why did you not stay in the camp? How were we supposed to know where to find you?" He was tearing open the tunic of Octantius, and then he jerked the gold, on its string, from Octantius' neck. |
| 47 | 278 | "Here!" said Marcus, throwing the gold to a large fellow, his face muchly concealed in a wind scarf, with him. |
| 47 | 279 | "Here is your gold!" "Marcus!" I cried. |
| 47 | 280 | "You should have stayed in the camp!" said Marcus, angrily. |
| 47 | 281 | "What have you done?" I asked. |