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-_ OCTAVIA’S PRIDE. | 163, that he knew me. He has only pretended ignorance. He is waiting to get me ashore, and away from my friends, and then he will seize me. Oh, let us go!” «But we cannot carry your trunks, child. There, the carriage is coming. It is easier than I thought. He dis on board packing his bundles, and we shall be away, and out of sight before he comes to the wharf. You must keep up courage, Will; or how shall we get along with all that is before us?” “Tt is only when he is near that I am afraid. Os I am only afraid of him!” “Well, well, poor child, we shall soon escape him. Only see what a Babel it is up yonder. He could no more find us than a straw in a whirlpool when once we drift into that moving mass. We aon secure our luggage, and then we will hie away.” The captain had been again to the ship, and he appeared ‘now, followed by two sailors carrying a heavy trunk, which was transferred to the carriage, and the sailors returned for the rest of the luggage. A second carriage came lumbering down, and quite a crowd of idle gazers, as well as the regular gang of stevedores, filled up the way. But Maurice perceived that those wistful brown eyes of the handsome lad kept close watch of the ship, and presently he was sure they had discovered the object of their terror, for a wild look of fright swept across the youthful face, and he grasped desperately at the woman’s arm. “Oh, Jane, there he is! He is coming ashore now.” «Hush, Will! You must not be so frightened. Get. into the carriage, and draw the curtain over the window. There will be some delay yet. If I think he is watching, or following, I will consent-to get out, and we will hide in the crowd up above there. But I do not believe he has the slightest suspicion.” _ The lad reluctantly ores her suggestion, He entered co 2001 .S