Sardou's Cleopatra — page 113: what you’re looking at

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98 SARDOU’S CLEOPATRA. CHAPTER VIII. THE DEAD ALIVE. Cleopatra slept, an uneasy, fitful slumber, dis- turbed by sudden starts and cries. By her side watched Iras, longing eagerly for the moment to come when she could escape and fly to the temple, warn Serapion, and discover, :f possible, why Pharon had left his hiding: place. The suspense was horrible. How happy she would be now if the thing she once had dreaded had come to pass, and Pharon was far from her, safe in Greece. At any moment Kephren might discover him, and this time no power on earth could save him. ‘The blue eyes were dim, and the sweet mouth ~ quivered, as she waved mechanically the huge fan above Cleopatra’s head. Absorbed in her anxiety and gloomy foreboding, she did not see the heavy curtains that concealed the door, pushed slowly aside, nor hear the stealthy step of a man who ‘comicbooks.co