Chapter
9
Of the Farewell of Charmion; Of the Death of Charmion; Of the Death of the Old Wife, Atoua; Od the Coming of Harmachis To Abouthis; Of His Confession In the Hall of Six-And-Thirty Pillars; And of Declaring of the Doom of HarmachisCharmion unclasped my arm, to which she had clung in terror.
"Thy vengeance, thou dark Harmachis," she said, in a hoarse voice, "is a thing hideous to behold! O lost Egypt, with all thy sins thou wast indeed a Queen!
"Come, aid me, Prince; let us stretch this poor clay upon the bed and deck it royally, so that it may give its dumb audience to the messengers of Cæsar as becomes the last of Egypt's Queens."
I spoke no word in answer, for my heart was very heavy, and now that all was done I was weary. Together, then, we lifted up the body and laid it o
