But the Rutulians have long been thinking the combat 10
unequal: their bosoms are swayed by rival emotions,
all the more, the nearer they observe the ill-matched
champions. Turnus aids the feeling by the quietness of
his step and the downcast reverential look which he turns
on the altar, his wan cheeks, and the pallor of his youthful 15
frame. Soon as his sister Juturna heard such whispers
spreading, and saw the hearts of the multitude wavering
to and fro, she plunges among the ranks, taking the form
of Camers, great in ancestral dignity, great in the name of