She begged Octavius to pardon and spare her, as if now she were afraid of death and dreaded it, instead of desiring it as a boon.

In a word, her mind, the victim and the prey alternately of the most dissimilar and inconsistent passions, was now overcome by fear.

To propitiate Octavius, she brought out a list of all her private treasures, and delivered it to him as a complete inventory of all that she had.

One of her treasurers, however, named Zeleucus, who was standing by, said to Octavius that that list was not complete.

Cleopatra had, he alleged, reserved several things of great value, which she had not put down upon it.
This assertion, thus suddenly exposing her duplicity, threw Cleopatra into a violent rage.