Iras and Charmian were often unable to understand how the Queen—­who, since Antony’s death, had suffered not only from the wounds she had inflicted upon herself in her despair, but also after her baffled attempt at starvation from a slow fever—­had succeeded in resisting the severe exertions and mental agitation to which she had been subjected by Antony’s funeral.

The return of Archibius with the children, however, had visibly reanimated her flagging energy.  She often went to Didymus’s garden, which was now connected with the palace at Lochias, to watch their work and share whatever interested their young hearts.

But the gayest of mothers, who had understood how to enter so thoroughly into her children’s pursuits, had now become a sorrowful, grave monitor.  Though the lessons she urged upon them were often beautiful and wise, they were little suited to the ages of Archibius’s pupils, for they usually referred to death and to questions of philosophy not easily understood by children.

She herself felt that she no longer struck the right key; but whenever she tried to change it and jest with them as usual, she could endure the forced gaiety only a short time; a painful revulsion, frequently accompanied by tears, followed, and she was obliged to leave her darlings.

The life her foe granted her seemed like an intrusive gift, an oppressive debt, which we desire to pay a troublesome creditor as soon as possible.  She seemed calmer and apparently content only when permitted to talk with the companions of her youth concerning bygone days, or with them and Iras of death, and how it would be possible to put an end to an unwelcome existence.

After such conversations Iras and Charmian left her with bleeding hearts.  They had long since resolved to share the fate of their royal mistress, whatever it might be.  Their common suffering was the bond which again united them in affection.  Iras had provided poisoned pins which had speedily destroyed the animals upon which they had been tried.  Cleopatra knew of their existence, but she herself preferred the painless death bestowed by the serpent’s bite, and it was long since her friends had seen the eyes of their beloved sovereign sparkle so brightly as when Charmian told her that away had been found to obtain the uraeus serpent as soon as it was needed.  Put it was not yet imperative to adopt the last expedient.  Octavianus wished to be considered lenient, and perhaps might still be prevailed upon to grant the Queen and her children a future meet for their royal birth.

Cleopatra’s reply was an incredulous smile, yet a faint hope which saved her from despair began to bud in her soul.