Chapter

 1 I   |          as harsh as the jackal’s cry. The Greek might be recognised
 2 I   |   Spendius raised his arms with a cry.~Everything stirred in a
 3 I   |          beginning to utter their cry.~Matho’s immobility, however,
 4 I   | recognised them, and restrained a cry.~A large veil floated behind
 5 II  |       himself, and utter a hoarse cry from the depths of his throat;
 6 II  |      become suddenly still, and a cry would break forth strident,
 7 II  |        around him.~But uttering a cry of terror he threw himself
 8 IV  |          their faces to make them cry out.~The next day a sort
 9 V   |      pavement. Matho suppressed a cry. “Ah! there she is! there
10 V   |        burn you!”~Matho uttered a cry as though he had received
11 VII |        arms sounded a loud brazen cry over Carthage.~People came
12 VII |            and imitate a jackal’s cry three times. If you do not
13 VII |          Romans from the north”—a cry of horror rose—“Oh! you
14 VII |        together uttered a strange cry like the howling of a she-wolf,
15 VII |           turned away he began to cry aloud and invoke all the
16 VII |      resounded; sometimes a sharp cry would suddenly pierce the
17 VII |        But the jackal uttered its cry three times in succession.
18 VIII|         victory was theirs.~But a cry, a terrible cry broke forth,
19 VIII|     theirs.~But a cry, a terrible cry broke forth, a roar of pain
20 IX  |         nine times uttered a loud cry in salutation of the sun,
21 IX  |          Salammbo, and they would cry out for hours against her
22 X   |          quite little and used to cry, I took you to my heart
23 XI  |           She advanced quickly. A cry escaped her. Matho stamped
24 XI  |    constraint upon herself not to cry out. The thought of Schahabarim
25 XI  |         to the platform, I should cry to him: ‘Come and see your
26 XI  |      shouting burst forth, a long cry of triumph and hope. Those
27 XIII|   impatient.~Hamilcar repressed a cry as though a red hot iron
28 XIII|           to question him, and to cry: “Mercy!”~At last he ventured
29 XIV |       sides and expired without a cry.~On the nineteenth day two