He was face to face with his first dastardly murder.
"And what news does Eulaeus bring ?" asked Cleopatra in anxious excitement, for she had never before seen her brother like this; but he did not hear these words, and it was not till she had repeated them with more insistence that he collected himself, stared at her from head to foot with a fixed, gloomy expression, and then, letting his hand fall on her shoulder so heavily that her knees bent under her and she gave a little cry, asked her in a low but meaning tone: "Are you strong enough to bear to hear great news ?" "Speak," she said in a low voice, and her eyes were fixed on his lips while she pressed her hand on her heart.

Her anxiety to hear fettered her to him, as with a tangible tie, and he, as if he must burst it by the force of his utterance, said with awful solemnity, in his deepest tones and emphasizing every syllable: "Publius Cornelius Scipio Nasica is dead." At these words Cleopatra's pale cheeks were suddenly dyed with a crimson glow, and clenching her little hands she struck them together, and exclaimed with flashing eyes: "I hoped so!" Euergetes withdrew a step from his sister, and said: "You were right.
It is not only among the race of gods that the most fearful of all are women!" "What have you to say ?" retorted Cleopatra.

"And am I to believe that a toothache has kept the Roman away from the banquet yesterday, and again from coming to see me to-day?
Am I to repeat, after you, that he died of it?
Now, speak out, for it rejoices my heart to hear it; where and how did the insolent hypocrite meet his end ?" "A serpent stung him," replied Euergetes, turning from his sister.

"It was in the desert, not far from the Apis-tombs." "He had an assignation in the Necropolis at midnight--it would seem to have begun more pleasantly than it ended ?" Euergetes nodded assent to the question, and added gravely: "His fate overtook him--but I cannot see anything very pleasing in the matter." "No ?" asked the queen.

"And do you think that I do not know the asp that ended that life in its prime?
Do you think that I do not know, who set the poisoned serpent on the Roman?
You are the assassin, and Eulaeus and his accomplices have helped you! Only yesterday I would have given my heart's blood for Publius, and would rather have carried you to the grave than him; but to-day, now that I know the game that the wretch has been playing with me, I would even have taken on myself the bloody deed which, as it is, stains your hands.