“I was,” he said, “as my lord knows, uneasy when I found that they had recognized you, and when we were within a day’s sail of Carthage I resolved to keep a lookout —­ therefore, although I wrapped myself in my cloak and lay down, I did not go to sleep.  After a while I thought I heard the sound of oars, and, standing up, went to the bulwark to listen.  Suddenly some of the sailors, who must have been watching me, sprang upon me from behind, a cloak was thrown over my head, a rope was twisted round my arms, and in a moment I was lifted and flung overboard.

“I did not cry out, because I had already made up my mind that it was better not to arouse you from sleep whatever happened, as, had you run out, you might have been killed, and I thought it likely that their object would be, if you offered no resistance, to take you a prisoner, in which case I trusted that I might later on hope to free you.  As my lord knows, I am a good swimmer.  I let myself sink, and when well below the surface soon got rid of the rope which bound me, and which was, indeed, but hastily twisted round my arms.  I came up to the surface as noiselessly as possible, and after taking a long breath dived and swam under water as far as I could.  When I came up the ship was so far away that there was little fear of their seeing me; however, I dived again and again until in perfect safety.

“I heard a boat rowed by many oars approach the vessel.  I listened for a time and found that all was quiet, and then laid myself out for the long swim to shore, which I reached without difficulty.  All day I kept my eye on the vessel, which remained at anchor.  As I could not tell to which landing place you might be brought I went up in the evening and took my post on the road leading up here, and when towards morning a party entered, carrying one with them on a stretcher, I had little doubt that it was you.

“I was sure to find friends among the Arabs either belonging to the regiment stationed in Byrsa or those employed in the storehouses or stables; so the next morning I entered the citadel and soon met these men, who belonged to my tribe and village.  After that my way was plain; my only fear was that they might kill you before I could discover the place in which you were confined, and my heart sank the first night when I found that, though I whispered down every one of the gratings, I could obtain no reply.

“I had many answers, indeed, but not from you.  There might be many cells besides those with openings into the temple, and were you placed in one of these I might never hear of you again.  I had resolved that if the next night passed without my being able to find you, I would inform some of those known to be friends of Hannibal that you were a prisoner, and leave it in their hands to act as they liked, while I still continued my efforts to communicate with you.  You may imagine with what joy I heard your reply on the following night.”