As she passed Publius she said with a farewell wave of her pretty hand.
"We are much indebted to the Senate." Publius bowed low, and she, turning away from him, quitted the room.
"You have forgotten your fan, and your children!" the king called after her; but Cleopatra did not hear his words, for, once outside her brother's apartment, all her forced and assumed composure flew to the winds; she clasped her hands on her temples, and rushed down the broad stairs of the palace as if she were pursued by fiends.
When the sound of her steps had died away, Euergetes turned to the Roman and said: "Now, as you have fulfilled what you deem to be your duty, I beg of you to explain the meaning of your dark speeches just now, for they were addressed to Euergetes the man, and not the king.

If I understood you rightly you meant to imply that your life had been attempted, and that one of those extraordinary old men devoted to Serapis had been murdered instead of you." "By your orders and those of your accomplice Eulaeus," answered Publius coolly.
"Eulaeus, come here!" thundered the king to the trembling courtier, with a fearful and threatening glare in his eyes.

"Have you hired murderers to kill my friend--this noble guest of our royal house--because he threatened to bring your crimes to light ?" "Mercy!" whimpered Eulaeus sinking on his knees before the king.
"He confesses his crime!" cried Euergetes; he laid his hand on the girdle of his weeping subordinate, and commanded Hierax to hand him over without delay to the watch, and to have him hanged before all beholders by the great gate of the citadel.

Eulaeus tried to pray for mercy and to speak, but the powerful officer, who hated the contemptible wretch, dragged him up, and out of the room.
"You were quite right to lay your complaint before me," said Euergetes while Eulaeus cries and howls were still audible on the stairs.

"And you see that I know how to punish those who dare to offend a guest." "He has only met with the portion he has deserved for years," replied Publius.