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Octavian retorted by accusing his colleague of appropriating Egypt and Armenia, and of increasing Cleopatra's power at the expense of the Roman Empire. Popular indignation rose to its height when Plancus and Titius, who had been admitted to Antony's confidence, passed over to Octavian, and disclosed the contents of their master's will.
At the Temple of the Dioscuri he was stopped. A Hispanian maniple had just seized Antony's son Antyllus and, after a hasty court-martial, killed him.
The Consuls Hirtius and Pansa had been Cæsar's friends, and had also been the friends of Antony. They had not the trust in Antony which Cæsar had inspired; but they were anxious to befriend him or rather not to break with him. When the Senate met, they called on one Fufius Calenus who was Antony's friend and Pansa's father-in-law first to offer his opinion.
She had a momentary vision of her sister sobbing in Lady Antony's arms, but a warning hand upraised forbade her to enter the room, and she returned unwillingly to Sir Edmund, who had forgotten all about the difference of opinion in the hurry of his thoughts. "I shall go down to-morrow night," he said, as though speaking to himself.
It was evident and scarcely needed proof that Mark Antony's whole acquaintanceship with the old scholar's granddaughter had been far from leading to any tender relation. But Cleopatra gave only partial attention. The man whom she had loved with every pulsation of her heart already seemed to her only a dear memory.
In only one play, "Antony and Cleopatra," it might superficially appear that there is a glorification of lawless love; but in the action of the story their lawlessness ruins Antony's and Cleopatra's fortunes; then, with the imminence of death, their passion, escaping from the thralldom of flesh, soars into a sublimation that redeems Antony's error and half transforms Cleopatra.
Once, however, when Antony had just placed some fresh ice around her head, she opened her eyes and said, "Dear little Daddy," and the light on Antony's face poor victim of perverse instincts that too often drew his really fine nature awry was sanctifying to see.
His eyes were restless, his expression preoccupied, his manner haughty. Neither was his voice quite pleasant. There are human instruments, which always seem to have a false note, and Antony's had this peculiarity. "Antony, I have a letter from Richard and Phyllis Fontaine. They are going to visit us this summer." "I am delighted. Life is dreadfully dull here, with nothing to do."
"All right, Rob," his father waved him away, and turning, walked slowly down the room. "Go on," he said, rather huskily. Robert Cairn continued his story up to the time that he visited the hospital where the dead girl lay. "You can swear that she was the original of the photograph in Antony's rooms and the same who was waiting at the foot of the stair?" "I can, sir." "Go on."
Besides, it was certain Antony's stanchest friends made no attempt to conceal the fact that the Queen's presence with the army exerted a disturbing influence, and could not fail to curb the daring courage of the brave general.
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