Sardou's Cleopatra — page 142: what you’re looking at

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

SARDOU’S CLEOPATRA. 127 messenger and struck him with both hands full in the face. “The man, in an agony of terror, fell prostrate at her feet. Raising her foot, in its golden sandal, she spurned him from her, as if he had been some venomous beast. ‘Then, looking down upon him, in a fury of unbridled passion, she hissed through ~ her set teeth, the words cutting the air like so many stings of a whip-lash: “Return whence you came, messenger of hell, and bear my curses to him!” The messenger crawled away, only too glad to escape with his life. “Married!” continued Cleopatra, as 1f speaking to herself, her beautiful features distorted with eriefand rage. “Married! Heis married! He who swore by my eyes, by my lips, never to know other kisses than mine! Married! Oh! execra- ble treason! By Oms, the dog of hell! I should have guessed it! From his lack of tears at Ful- via’s death I should have known what to expect —have known that once away from me, he would forget me! Married! To that woman! Cesar’s sister! Hewas celebrating his marriage feast, while I was languishing in solitude, living on the comicbooks:co =