pass into safety.
Meanwhile a troop of horse, sent on from the town of
Latium, while the rest of the force abides drawn up on the
field, was on its way with a message to king Turnus, three 30
hundred, shield-bearers all, with Volscens, their chief.
They were just nearing the camp, and passing under the
wall, when at distance they spy the two bending to the
left, and the helmet, seen in the glimmering twilight,
betrayed the heedless Euryalus, as the moonbeam flashed 35
full upon it. The sight fell not on idle eyes. Volscens