No. But I shall manage it. Think how completely I fascinated Julius.
Charmian.
His uncle? I’m afraid that’s hardly a reason why you should prove equally attractive to the nephew.
Cleopatra.
My dear child, why not?
Charmian.
Well—the lapse of time, you know. That was seventeen years ago.
Cleopatra.
So long? I am really very well preserved.