Sardou's Cleopatra — page 126: what you’re looking at

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SARDOU’S OLEOPATRA, 111 hind them, “why have you left your place of con- cealment? Not only you, but myself and Iras would be in mortal danger if the queen should know that you are still alive.” | “The queen does. know,” returned Pharon, shortly. “What!” exclaimed the priest, with face as white as his beard. ‘The queen knows ?” “Yes, but fear nothing. Your secret is safe. She has no suspicion of who my preservers were. More—I am pardoned. My life is my own, to do with as I will. This very night I leave Memphis and Egypt forever. To you I owe thanks, although, perhaps, it would have been better had you left me to die.” “You return to Greece ?” asked Serapion, with a sigh of relief which he could not repress. “Yes.” | At this moment the door was thrown suddenly back, and Iras hurriedly entered the room. Pha- ron, who happened to be just behind the door, was concealed from her. The girl’s eyes were red with weeping, and she was evidently in a high state of nervous excite- ment. “Uncle,” she exclaimed, “have you seen GO EomMmicbooks