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Chapter 367
Chapter 14 Of the Tender Care of Charmion; Of the Healing of Harmachis; Of the Sailing of the Fleet of Cleopatra for Cilicia; And of the Spech of Brennus to HarmachisCleopatra went, and for a while I lay silent, gathering up my strength to speak. But Charmion came and stood over me, and I felt a great tear fall from her dark eyes upon my face, as the first heavy drop of rain falls from a thunder cloud. "Thou goest," she whispered; "thou goest fast whither I may not follow! O Harmachis, how gladly would I give my life for thine!" Then at length I opened my eyes, and spoke as best I could: "Restrain thy grief, dear friend," I said, "I live yet; and, in truth, I feel as though new life gathered in my breast!" She gave a little cry of joy, and I never saw aught more beautiful than the ch
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