Ftatateeta enters the loggia, and stands arrogantly at the top of
the steps.

FTATATEETA. Who pronounces the name of Ftatateeta, the Queen's
chief nurse?

CAESAR. Nobody can pronounce it, Tota, except yourself. Where is
your mistress?

Cleopatra, who is hiding behind Ftafateeta, peeps out at them,
laughing. Caesar rises.

CAESAR. Will the Queen favor us with her presence for a moment?

CLEOPATRA (pushing Ftatateeta aside and standing haughtily on the
brink of the steps). Am I to behave like a Queen?

CAESAR. Yes.

Cleopatra immediately comes down to the chair of state; seizes
Ptolemy and drags him out of his seat; then takes his place in
the chair. Ftatateeta seats herself on the step of the loggia,
and sits there, watching the scene with sybilline intensity.

PTOLEMY (mortified, and struggling with his tears). Caesar: this
is how she treats me always. If I am a King why is she allowed to
take everything from me?

CLEOPATRA. You are not to be King, you little cry-baby. You are