"You appeared at night in my dreams, but I did not guess the mute command of your eyes!" She put out one foot upon the ebony stool.

"Had I understood I should have hastened hither, I should have forsaken the army, I should not have left Carthage.

To obey you I would go down through the caverns of Hadrumetum into the kingdom of the shades!--Forgive me! it was as though mountains were weighing upon my days; and yet something drew me on! I tried to come to you! Should I ever have dared this without the Gods!--Let us go! You must follow me! or, if you do not wish to do so, I will remain.

What matters it to me!--Drown my soul in your breath! Let my lips be crushed with kissing your hands!" "Let me see it!" she said.

"Nearer! nearer!" Day was breaking, and the sheets of talc in the walls were filled with a vinous colour.