"What is the matter with you?
Answer me ?" And he shook him by the shoulder calling him several times, "Master! master!" At last Matho lifted large troubled eyes towards him.
"Listen!" he said in a low voice, and with a finger on his lips.

"It is the wrath of the Gods! Hamilcar's daughter pursues me! I am afraid of her, Spendius!" He pressed himself close against his breast like a child terrified by a phantom.

"Speak to me! I am sick! I want to get well! I have tried everything! But you, you perhaps know some stronger gods, or some resistless invocation ?" "For what purpose ?" asked Spendius.
Striking his head with both his fists, he replied: "To rid me of her!" Then speaking to himself with long pauses he said: "I am no doubt the victim of some holocaust which she has promised to the gods ?--She holds me fast by a chain which people cannot see.

If I walk, it is she that is advancing; when I stop, she is resting! Her eyes burn me, I hear her voice.

She encompasses me, she penetrates me.