They were set to split wood and to curry mules.

They were buckled up in armour, and rolled like casks through the streets of the camp.

Then, when they were about to leave, the Mercenaries plucked out their hair with grotesque contortions.
But many, from foolishness or prejudice, innocently believed that all the Carthaginians were very rich, and they walked behind them entreating them to grant them something.

They requested everything that they thought fine: a ring, a girdle, sandals, the fringe of a robe, and when the despoiled Carthaginian cried--"But I have nothing left.

What do you want ?" they would reply, "Your wife!" Others even said, "Your life!" The military accounts were handed to the captains, read to the soldiers, and definitively approved.