the citizens. They will give up their city without a struggle to secure the safe return of their children.'
But Camillus was not the man that the traitor had dreamed. He looked with scorn upon the treacherous schoolmaster, then, turning to those who stood near, he said: 'War indeed is of necessity attended with much injustice and violence. Certain laws, however, all good men observe, even in war itself, nor is victory so great an object as to induce us to incur for its sake obligations for base and impious acts. A great general should rely on his own valour and not on other men's vice.'
Camillus then bade his officers strip off the schoolmaster's clothes and tie his hands behind him. The children were then given rods and told to beat their master back to the city.
Meanwhile, the Falerians had missed the children. Fathers and mothers, distraught with grief, rushed to the walls, to the gates, but nowhere was there any trace of their boys. Cries and lamentations filled the city.
Suddenly the cries were hushed. Hark! that was a joyful shout! And then another and yet another rent the air.
The children were there, in sight, running back, merrily as it seemed, from the direction of the enemy's camp.
Then silence fell upon the parents, for as the children came nearer a strange picture was visible.
Their boys had rods in their hands, and they were chasing and beating a miserable, naked man, who looked like the honourable schoolmaster. But surely they must be mistaken. . . .
A moment or two later the children rushed through the gates, and in breathless haste told to their parents all that had befallen them, and how Camillus himself had bidden them chase the traitor schoolmaster back to the city.
Not only the parents, but all the citizens of Falerii were so pleased with the kindness Camillus had shown to the
