They shouted through the darkness, and the army followed them at a distance.
At last they felt the resistance of the ground.

Then a whitish curve became dimly visible, and they found themselves on the bank of the Macaras.

In spite of the cold no fires were lighted.
In the middle of the night squalls of wind arose.

Hamilcar had the soldiers roused, but not a trumpet was sounded: their captain tapped them softly on the shoulder.
A man of lofty stature went down into the water.

It did not come up to his girdle; it was possible to cross.
The Suffet ordered thirty-two of the elephants to be posted in the river a hundred paces further on, while the others, lower down, would check the lines of men that were carried away by the current; and holding their weapons above their heads they all crossed the Macaras as though between two walls.