Part 24

Third Attendant: All. Already there's a wolf in the camp on the hill.

Calpurnius (_freeing his hands and mouth, plucks out his sword. He buries it in his heart._) Rome! Rome! (_In a whisper._)

[_Gleva turns and sees Calpurnius dead. She stands motionless. Then she waves her attendants away. They go silently. Gleva seats herself by Calpurnius's side. She runs her hand over his hair._]

Gleva (_with a sob_): My Lord Calpurnius!

[The Curtain Falls Slowly.]

FOOTNOTE: [Footnote 1: Acting rights of this play are reserved.]