![]() ![]() ![]() Thou must fly-before the coming of the light must thou fly. There will be time for us twain to grieve, if not to talk, in all the heavy coming years. “It would be sweet, Harmachis, and yet this-Vengeance is an arrow that in falling oft pierces him who shot it. Ay-the chance of vengeance! It would be sweet to be avenged!” Thou hast lost all save life: but while life remains, hope remains also, and with hope the chance of vengeance.” Harmachis, give her not this last triumph over thee. ![]() ![]() Listen, Harmachis! Thou didst hear what that false and tigerish woman said-to-morrow she hands thee over to the murderers!” Oh! why wouldst thou not be warned? Then hadst thou been great and happy, and not as now. “Weep not, Harmachis!” she sobbed, kneeling at my side. Then Charmion drew near me, and I saw that she, too, was weeping. For I loved this woman, to whom I had given all and she at this moment-she was-Ah! I could not bear to think of it and in my utter agony, my heart burst in a river of tears such as are terrible to weep! For this I had betrayed my oaths for this I had told the secret of the pyramid for this I had lost my Crown, my Honour, and, perchance, my hope of Heaven! Could there be another man in the wide world so steeped in sorrow as I was that night? Surely not one! Where should I turn? What could I do? And even through the tempest of my torn heart the bitter voice of jealousy called aloud. FOR some while I sat with bowed head, and the last bitterness of shame sank into my soul. ![]()
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