“Whatareyoudoing？”exclaimedMatho。
“IamgoingbacktoCarthage，“sheplacidlyreplied。
Headvancedfoldinghisarmsandwithsoterriblealookthather，heelswereimmediatelynailed，asitwere，tothespot。
“GoingbacktoCarthage！”Hestammered，and，grindinghisteeth，repeated：
“GoingbacktoCarthage！Ah！youcametotakethezaimph，toconquer，me，andthendisappear！No，no！youbelongtome！andnoonenowshall，tearyoufromhere！Oh！Ihavenotforgottentheinsolenceofyour，largetranquileyes，andhowyoucrushedmewiththehaughtinessof，yourbeauty！’Tismyturnnow！Youaremycaptive，myslave，my，servant！Call，ifyoulike，onyourfatherandhisarmy，theAncients，therich，andyourwholeaccursedpeople！Iamthemasterofthree，hundredthousandsoldiers！IwillgoandseektheminLusitania，in，theGauls，andinthedepthsofthedesert，andIwilloverthrowyour，townandburnallitstemples;thetriremesshallfloatonthewaves，ofblood！Iwillnothaveahouse，astone，orapalmtreeremaining！