Sardou's Cleopatra — page 232: what you’re looking at

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

SARDOU’S CLEOPATRA. 217 est wish was to come to pass. So she led Antony through the temple into the garden, where he concealed himself among the: bushes, waiting for Cleopatra’s appearance. Iras had told him of the ceremonies in the temple, and that Cleopatra would pass through the garden on her way to participate in them. It is difficult to say exactly what feeling was predominant in Antony’s breast as he waited im- patiently for Cleopatra’s coming—anger, a thirst for revenge, or eagerness to be once more in her presence, to look once more upon the fatal beauty that had enthralled him and lured him to his ruin. In his restlessness, he moved about from place to place, forgetful that he might be observed and recognized. At last the lofty doors of the palace were thrown open and the royal procession appeared, wending its way across the garden, between the colonnades, » to the temple. First came a detachment of the queen’s body- guard in gleaming armor, led by Kephren, the faithful; then, youths and maidens, bearing gar- lands of flowers to lay as offerings upon the holy shrines; then the priests in their snowy robes, Serapion last, with footsteps heavy with the ‘S S} VGOoMmIicboo (eo)