“You don’t think, Adherbal,” Thyra said earnestly, “that girls are such fools that they cannot read faces; that we cannot tell the difference between a good man and a bad one.”

“Yes, a girl may know something about every man save the one she loves, Thyra.  She may see other’s faults clearly enough; but she is blind to those of the man she loves.  Do you not know that the Greeks depict Cupid with a bandage over his eyes?”

“I am not blind to your faults,” Thyra said indignantly.  “I know that you are a great deal more lazy than becomes you; that you are not sufficiently earnest in the affairs of life; that you will never rise to be a great general like my cousin Hannibal.”

“That is all quite true,” Adherbal laughed; “and yet you see you love me.  You perceive my faults only in theory and not in fact, and you do not in your heart wish to see me different from what I am.  Is it not so?”

“Yes,” the girl said shyly, “I suppose it is.  Anyhow, I don’t like the thought of your going away from me to that horrid Iberia.”

Although defeated for the moment by the popular vote, the party of Hanno were not discouraged.  They had suffered a similar check when they had attempted to prevent Hannibal joining Hasdrubal in Spain.

Not a moment was lost in setting to work to recover their lost ground.  Their agents among the lower classes spread calumnies against the Barcine leaders.  Money was lavishly distributed, and the judges, who were devoted to Hanno’s party, set their machinery to work to strike terror among their opponents.  Their modes of procedure were similar to those which afterwards made Venice execrable in the height of her power.  Arrests were made secretly in the dead of night.  Men were missing from their families, and none knew what had become of them.

Dead bodies bearing signs of strangulation were found floating in the shallow lakes around Carthage; and yet, so great was the dread inspired by the terrible power of the judges, that the friends and relations of those who were missing dared make neither complaint nor inquiry.  It was not against the leaders of the Barcine party that such measures were taken.  Had one of these been missing the whole would have flown to arms.  The dungeons would have been broken open, and not only the captives liberated, but their arrest might have been made the pretext for an attack upon the whole system under which such a state of things could exist.

It was chiefly among the lower classes that the agents of Hanno’ s vengeance operated.  Among these the disappearance of so many men who were regarded as leaders among the rest spread a deep and mysterious fear.  Although none dared to complain openly, the news of these mysterious disappearances was not long in reaching the leaders of the Barcine party.

These, however, were for the time powerless to act.  Certain as they might be of the source whence these unseen blows descended, they had no evidence on which to assail so formidable a body as the judges.  It would be a rash act indeed to accuse such important functionaries of the state, belonging, with scarcely an exception, to powerful families, of arbitrary and cruel measures against insignificant persons.