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| 48 | 95 | It was the View more quotes about same">same sack in which Octantius had apparently intended to bring her head to Saphronicus. |
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| 48 | 92 | "I wish you well," I said. |
| 48 | 93 | "I wish you well, Master," she said. |
| 48 | 94 | I then kissed her and put the sack over her head, and, with its strings, tied it closed, about her neck. |
| 48 | 95 | It was the same sack in which Octantius had apparently intended to bring her head to Saphronicus. |
| 48 | 96 | On the other hand, it was also a nondescript sack, not different from hundreds of others. |
| 48 | 97 | Perhaps that would have been part of Octantius' joke, bringing her head to Saphronicus in such a sack, not even in one of gold, set with jewels. |
| 48 | 98 | "Come, slave," said Mincon, and drew on the rope. |