Those of Rabbetna were especially afraid--the restoration of the zaimph having been of no avail.

They kept themselves shut up in the third enclosure which was as impregnable as a fortress.

Only one among them, the high priest Schahabarim, ventured to go out.
He used to visit Salammbo.

But he would either remain perfectly silent, gazing at her with fixed eyeballs, or else would be lavish of words, and the reproaches that he uttered were harder than ever.
With inconceivable inconsistency he could not forgive the young girl for carrying out his commands; Schahabarim had guessed all, and this haunting thought revived the jealousies of his impotence.

He accused her of being the cause of the war.