Sardou's Cleopatra — page 121: what you’re looking at

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106 SARDOU’S CLEOPATRA. for him?—but that she no longer wished his death. Cleopatra drew from her finger a ring—-a scar- abeeus set with priceless pearls—and, bending for- ward, placed it in his hand: ne! Take this,” she said, softly, “as a memento that she whom they call cruel can be generous. Go, and never let me look upon your face again.” Pharon arose to his feet, and, with one long glance, such a glance as a man doomed to die | before morning would cast upon the setting sun, turned quickly and went out from her presence. Through the ante-room he passed, never notic- . ing the white-faced girl who stretched in dumb pain her trembling arms after him. What does he, whose eyes are raised to the splendor of the evening star, know of the modest violet he crushes beneath his careless feet ? -comicbooks.co S