I think it will please the sorrowing woman, when she lands, to see your familiar face, which will remind her of happier days.

Do me the favour to stay." She held out both hands beseechingly as she spoke, and Archibius consented.
A repast was served, and he shared it with his niece; but Iras did not touch the carefully chosen viands, and Archibius barely tasted them.
Then, without waiting for dessert, he rose to go to his sister's apartments.

But Iras urged him to rest on the divan in the adjoining room, and he yielded.

Yet, spite of the softness of the pillows and his great need of sleep, he could not find it; anxiety kept him awake, and through the curtain which divided the room in which Iras remained from the one he occupied he sometimes heard her light footsteps pacing restlessly to and fro, sometimes the coming and going of messengers in quest of news.
All his former life passed before his mind.

Cleopatra had been his sun, and now black clouds were rising which would dim its light, perchance forever.