Sardou's Cleopatra — page 110: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

SARDOU’S CLEOPATRA. 95 in the cedar casement of the window. Cledpatra_ staggered back, almost fainting with fright. { “An arrow!” she screamed. “My guards! Kephren! My guards! Ceesar, I recognize your infamyin this. ‘That archer is one of your emis- saries; that arrow was meant for me. My guards! My guards!” Attracted by her cries, Kephren, followed by two immense Ethiopians, with lions’ skins about their shoulders, and armed with bow and spear, rushed into the room. | Cleopatra rapidly explained, and they dashed through the window, out into the garden; but all their search was vain. A bow lay beneath the bushes, but the offender had disappeared. Meanwhile Iras had drawn the quivering arrow © ‘from the woodwork. A roll of papyrus was wrapped about the dart. Quick as lightning Iras removed it, but not before Cleopatra had ob- served it. “A message!” exclaimed the queen. “I laugh at my alarm. But howdid that archer escape my guards ? Give it to me—I will read it.” But Iras had already read the words inscribed upon the parchment. With a sigh of relief, as a ASoLiMs JOOKS {GO ~~