But Antony yet lived, though the power of speech had left him. ThenI drew near and, kneeling, made pretence to minister to him. And as Iministered I whispered in his ear:

  "Antony," I whispered, "Cleopatra was my love before she passed from meto thee. I am Harmachis, that astrologer who stood behind thy couch atTarsus; and I have been the chief minister of thy ruin.

  "_Die, Antony!--the curse of Menkau-ra hath fallen!_"

  He raised himself, and stared upon my face. He could not speak, but,gibbering, he pointed at me. Then with a groan his spirit fled.

  Thus did I accomplish my revenge upon Roman Antony, the World-loser.

 

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