They lived without employment remote from the apartments, slept at night in the gardens, ate the refuse from the kitchens,--a human mouldiness vegetating in the shadow of the palace.

Hamilcar tolerated them from foresight even more than from scorn.

They had all put a flower in the ear in token of their joy, and many of them had never seen him.
But men with head-dresses like the Sphinx's, and furnished with great sticks, dashed into the crowd, striking right and left.

This was to drive back the slaves, who were curious to see their master, so that he might not be assailed by their numbers or inconvenienced by their smell.
Then they all threw themselves flat on the ground, crying: "Eye of Baal, may your house flourish!" And through these people as they lay thus on the ground in the avenue of cypress trees, Abdalonim, the Steward of the stewards, waving a white miter, advanced towards Hamilcar with a censer in his hand.
Salammbo was then coming down the galley staircases.

All her slave women followed her; and, at each of her steps, they also descended.