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I somehow dared not look at Hugh. I felt his presence near me as rigid as a statue, and once my ears caught the sound of a sigh, which ended almost in a sob.
"Is it for the dying Pharaoh thou sighest, oh, my beloved," suddenly said a harsh voice close behind us, "or for her who deals death and sorrow with so free a hand?"