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Chapter 5 Of the Coming of Cleopatra to the Chamber of Harmachis; Of the Throwing Forth of the Kerchief of Charmion; Of the Stars; And of the Gift By Cleopatra of Her Friendship to Her Servant Harmachis"At length thou art come, Charmion," I said. "It is over-late." "Yea, my Lord; but by no means could I escape Cleopatra. Her mood is strangely crossed to-night. I know not what it may portend. Strange whims and fancies blow across it like light and contrary airs upon a summer sea, and I cannot read her purpose." "Well, well; enough of Cleopatra. Hast thou seen our uncle?" "Yes, royal Harmachis." "And hast thou the last lists?" "Yes; here they are," and she drew them from her bosom. "Here is the list of those who, after the Queen, must certainly be put to the sword. Among them thou wil