Cleopatra, being an account of the fall and vengeance of Harmachis, the royal Egyptian, as set forth by his own hand . T. Greeting, Harmachis ! I was that Boman Paulus whom thoudidst suborn. Learn now how blessed are traitors ! Sick and faint I staggered back from the sight of thatwhite corpse stained with its own blood. Sick and faint Istaggered back, till the wall stayed me, while without thebirds sang a merry greeting to the day. So it was no dream,and I was lost! lost! I thought of my aged father, Amenemhat. Yes, the visionof him flashed into my mind, as he would be, when they cameto tell
Cleopatra, being an account of the fall and vengeance of Harmachis, the royal Egyptian, as set forth by his own hand . T. Greeting, Harmachis ! I was that Boman Paulus whom thoudidst suborn. Learn now how blessed are traitors ! Sick and faint I staggered back from the sight of thatwhite corpse stained with its own blood. Sick and faint Istaggered back, till the wall stayed me, while without thebirds sang a merry greeting to the day. So it was no dream,and I was lost! lost! I thought of my aged father, Amenemhat. Yes, the visionof him flashed into my mind, as he would be, when they cameto tell him his sons shame and the ruin of his hopes. Ithought of that patriot priest, my uncle Sepa, waiting thelong night through for the signal which never came. Ah, andanother thought followed swift! How would it go with them ?I was not the only traitor. I, too, had been betrayed. Bywhom ? By yonder Paulus,.perchance. If it were Paulus, heknew but little of those who conspired with me. But fche ret lists had been in my robe. 0 Osiris I they were gone !and fche fate of Paulus would be fche fate of all fche patriots in. Greeting, Harmachis So my messenger has iound thee1 CLEOPATRA 155 Egypt. And at this thought my mind gave way. I sank andswooned even where I stood. My sense came back to me, and the lengthening shadowstold me that it was afternoon. I staggered to my feet; thecorpse of Paulus was still there, keeping its awful watch aboveme. I ran desperately to the door. It was barred, and without1 heard the tramp of sentinels. As I stood they challenged andgrounded their spears. Then the bolts were shot back, thedoor opened, and radiant, clad in royal attire, came the con-quering Cleopatra. She came alone, and the door was shutbehind her. I stood like one distraught; but she swept ontill she was face to face with me. 1 Greeting, Harrnachis, she said, smiling sweetly. So,my messenger has found thee ! and she pointed to the corpseof Paulus. Pah ! he has an ugly look. Ho ! guards ! The
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