Sardou's Cleopatra — page 57: what you’re looking at

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

TCU a SARDOU’S CLEOPATRA, “He is there,’ she whispered, beneath her breath. . Serapion drew her into the shadow of one of the pillars. “Wait here,” he said, “and not a word, not a sound,” Before the shrine of the great goddess the young man stood motionless. Slowly the light of day stole into the sacred place, chasing away the dusky shadows. Suddenly the silence was broken by the clatter of a horse’s hoofs without, the hangings which vailed the great entrance were thrust aside and there strode into the temple a man of powerful build, with a strong, dark face and heavy black beard. The newcomer advanced until he reached the side of the young Greek, who turned to meet “At last,” said Pharon,in a lowtone. “The dawn is close at hand. If you had delayed longer I should have seen the light of another day. I have sworn that never again should my eyes be- hold Helios, the king of the skies. I swore it by the Styx. Kephren, would you make me a per- urer? Did you do me the injury to doubt mie ?” comicbooksico