Sardou's Cleopatra — page 191: what you’re looking at

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176 SARDOU’S CLEOPATRA. spread to the gentle evening breeze, were slowly approaching an immense fleet of Egyptian ships of war. Cleopatra had granted the request in his message. Shesent him aid. But, was the queen herself on board? In that thought all else was forgotten. Once more he was mad with long- ing. Czesar, Octavia, peace, ambition, all mat- tered but little. His one desire was to look once more upon that fair face that held him in thralldom. Little did he reckon how close to him was the object of his longing; that, through an opening in the silken curtains just behind him, was bent upon him the passionate gaze of her, for whom he was ready to sacrifice all. Into the room hurried Dercetas and the others. “See,” cried Antony, to them. “It is true! She is here! Here at last!” But his comrades did not share his enthusiasm. After one quick glance through the broad win- dows, they gazed at one another with looks of fear and consternation. ‘The arrival of the Egyp- tian fleet would mean destruction to all their hopes of peace. “She is here! She is here!” eonttaaee Antony, beside himself with excitement. ‘“The wonder of the world! Cleopatra! My Cleopatra!” GEomicbooks:.co