For seven hours he harangued.
He reminded the Mercenaries of the promises of the Great Council; the Africans of the cruelties of the stewards, and all the Barbarians of the injustice of Carthage.

The Suffet's mildness was only a bait to capture them; those who surrendered would be sold as slaves, and the vanquished would perish under torture.

As to flight, what routes could they follow?
Not a nation would receive them.

Whereas by continuing their efforts they would obtain at once freedom, vengeance, and money! And they would not have long to wait, since the people of Tunis, the whole of Libya, was rushing to relieve them.

He showed the unrolled papyrus: "Look at it! read! see their promises! I do not lie." Dogs were straying about with their black muzzles all plastered with red.