Sardou's Cleopatra — page 233: what you’re looking at

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218 SARDOU’S CLEOPATRA, weight of years, yet with body erect. Finally, behind them all,in the midst of her women, proudly, regally, advanced Cleopatra. The head of the procession had passed into the temple, when, just as the queen was opposite to the clump of bushes behind which Antony was hidden, the latter, carried away with the fierce tumult of his feelings, thrust aside the branches and peered out. Cleopatra, attracted by the rust- ling sound, glanced aside, and her eyes looked straight into his. She turned white to'the lips, and staggered a little as if she would fall. In a moment, however, she seemed to recover herself. She stopped short, and, turning to Charmian, who was on her right, said a few hurried words. ‘The women -passed on, and entered the temple, leaving Cleopatra alone. As the last flowing robe vanished within the portals, she advanced a step or two, with both white, jeweled hands pressed against her throbbing heart, and upon Antony’s senses fell once again the soft intona- tion of that music-laden voice. “Antony! Antony!” | With a crashing sound, he forced his way through the foliage and stood before her. Huis brow was stern and his lips compressed, as his } / /comicbooks.¢o