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The Barbarians constantly expected to see Matho appear;and from

discouragement; from languor; and from the obstinacy of sick men who

object to change their situation; they would not leave the mountain;

at last the provisions were exhausted and the Zuaeces went away。 It

was known that they numbered scarcely more than thirteen hundred men;

and there was no need to employ soldiers to put an end to them。



Wild beasts; especially lions; had multiplied during the three years

that the war had lasted。 Narr' Havas had held a great battue; and

after tying goats at intervalshad run upon them and so driven them

towards the Pass of the Hatchet;and they were now all living in it

when a man arrived who had been sent by the Ancients to find out what

there was left of the Barbarians。



Lions and corpses were lying over the tract of the plain; and the dead

were mingled with clothes and armour。 Nearly all had the face or an

arm wanting; some appeared to be still intact; others were completely

dried up; and their helmets were filled with powdery skulls; feet

which had lost their flesh stood out straight from the knemides;

skeletons still wore their cloaks; and bones; cleaned by the sun; made

gleaming spots in the midst of the sand。



The lions were resting with their breasts against the ground and both

paws stretched out; winking their eyelids in the bright daylight;

which was heightened by the reflection from the white rocks。 Others

were seated on their hind…quarters and staring before them; or else

were sleeping; rolled into a ball and half hidden by their great

manes; they all looked well fed; tired; and dull。 They were as

motionless as the mountain and the dead。 Night was falling; the sky

was striped with broad red bands in the west。



In one of the heaps; which in an irregular fashion embossed the plain;

something rose up vaguer than a spectre。 Then one of the lions set

himself in motion; his monstrous form cutting a black shadow on the

background of the purple sky; and when he was quite close to the man;

he knocked him down with a single blow of his paw。



Then; stretching himself flat upon him; he slowly drew out the

entrails with the edge of his teeth。



Afterwards he opened his huge jaws; and for some minutes uttered a

lengthened roar which was repeated by the echoes in the mountain; and

was finally lost in the solitude。



Suddenly some small gravel rolled down from above。 The rustling of

rapid steps was heard; and in the direction of the portcullis and of

the gorge there appeared pointed muzzles and straight ears; with

gleaming; tawny eyes。 These were the jackals coming to eat what was

left。



The Carthaginian; who was leaning over the top of the precipice to

look; went back again。







CHAPTER XV



MATHO



There were rejoicings at Carthage;rejoicings deep; universal;

extravagant; frantic; the holes of the ruins had been stopped up; the

statues of the gods had been repainted; the streets were strewn with

myrtle branches; incense smoked at the corners of the crossways; and

the throng on the terraces looked; in their variegated garments; like

heaps of flowers blooming in the air。



The shouts of the water…carriers watering the pavement rose above the

continual screaming of voices; slaves belonging to Hamilcar offered in

his name roasted barley and pieces of raw meat; people accosted one

another; and embraced one another with tears; the Tyrian towns were

taken; the nomads dispersed; and all the Barbarians annihilated。 The

Acropolis was hidden beneath coloured velaria; the beaks of the

triremes; drawn up in line outside the mole; shone like a dyke of

diamonds; everywhere there was a sense of the restoration of order;

the beginning of a new existence; and the diffusion of vast happiness:

it was the day of Salammbo's marriage with the King of the Numidians。



On the terrace of the temple of Khamon there were three long tables

laden with gigantic plate; at which the priests; Ancients; and the

rich were to sit; and there was a fourth and higher one for Hamilcar;

Narr' Havas; and Salammbo; for as she had saved her country by the

restoration of the zaimph; the people turned her wedding day into a

national rejoicing; and were waiting in the square below till she

should appear。



But their impatience was excited by another and more acrid longing:

Matho's death has been promised for the ceremony。



It had been proposed at first to flay him alive; to pour lead into his

entrails; to kill him with hunger; he should be tied to a tree; and an

ape behind him should strike him on the head with a stone; he had

offended Tanith; and the cynocephaluses of Tanith should avenge her。

Others were of opinion that he should be led about on a dromedary

after linen wicks; dipped in oil; had been inserted in his body in

several places;and they took pleasure in the thought of the large

animal wandering through the streets with this man writhing beneath

the fires like a candelabrum blown about by the wind。



But what citizens should be charged with his torture; and why

disappoint the rest? They would have liked a kind of death in which

the whole town might take part; in which every hand; every weapon;

everything Carthaginian; to the very paving…stones in the streets and

the waves in the gulf; could rend him; and crush him; and annihilate

him。 Accordingly the Ancients decided that he should go from his

prison to the square of Khamon without any escort; and with his arms

fastened to his back; it was forbidden to strike him to the heart; in

order that he might live the longer; to put out his eyes; so that he

might see the torture through; to hurl anything against his person; or

to lay more than three fingers upon him at a time。



Although he was not to appear until the end of the day; the people

sometimes fancied that he could be seen; and the crowd would rush

towards the Acropolis; and empty the streets; to return with

lengthened murmurings。 Some people had remained standing in the same

place since the day before; and they would call on one another from a

distance and show their nails which they had allowed to grow; the

better to bury them into his flesh。 Others walked restlessly up and

down; some were as pale as though they were awaiting their own

execution。



Suddenly lofty feather fans rose above the heads; behind the Mappalian

district。 It was Salammbo leaving her palace; a sigh of relief found

vent。



But the procession was long in coming; it marched with deliberation。



First there filed past the priests of the Pataec Gods; then those of

Eschmoun; of Melkarth; and all the other colleges in succession; with

the same insignia; and in the same order as had been observed at the

time of the sacrifice。 The pontiffs of Moloch passed with heads bent;

and the multitude stood aside from them in a kind of remorse。 But the

priests of Rabbetna advanced with a proud step; and with lyres in

their hands; the pri
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