Salammbo perceived this, and pressed the amulet which she wore above her heart.
They resumed their journey.
From time to time she asked whether they would not arrive soon.

The road undulated over little hills.

Nothing was to be heard but the grating of the grasshoppers.

The sun heated the yellowed grass; the ground was all chinked with crevices which in dividing formed, as it were, monstrous paving-stones.

Sometimes a viper passed, or eagles flew by; the slave still continued running.