The Greeks hate the Jews, and are always ready to plunder their quarter; the Egyptians are on bad terms with both.

We talk about being free citizens of the capital of the Ptolemies, and pretend to go to the Gymnasium for discussion, and claim a right to consult with the king; but our precious Senate, and all our tribes and wards, are only fictions.

We are as much slaves as the poor creatures down in the royal quarries; only we demand the right to riot and give nicknames.
We called the last Ptolemaeus, Auletes "the Piper," because in that way we have punished him in all history for the way he oppressed us.
_Euge!_ Have we not a wonderful city!" It was on the very next day that Cleopatra was recalled to Cornelia's mind in a quite marked fashion.

It was rather early, and she was upon the roof-garden, on the third story of the house, where there was a commanding view of the city.

Berenice was busy reading from a papyrus the Egyptian legend of the "Adventures of Sinuhit," translating into Greek as she read.
Cleomenes broke in upon the reading.