In the contest which had at last unfortunately arisen, Pompey had done no wrong either to Caesar or to the government at Rome.

He was the injured party, so far as there was a right and a wrong to such a quarrel.

And now, after being hunted through half the world by his triumphant enemy, he had been treacherously murdered by men pretending to receive him as a friend.

The natural sense of justice, which formed originally so strong a trait in Caesar's character, was not yet wholly extinguished.

He could not but feel some remorse at the thoughts of the long course of violence and wrong which he had pursued against his old champion and friend, and which had led at last to so dreadful an end.