They left Brutus at the gates of Balak and went off into the hills.
And Balak sent yet again princes, more, and more honourable than they.
He came on the stage with an air that almost deceived Balak and has deceived many.
While somewhat larger than Balak, it was neither commodious nor safe.
When he came to Balak he was unable to curse, and could do nothing but bless.
Reaching Pethor the messengers of Balak state their request.
Balak with his pathetic faith in cursing and incantation now seems a prince beside the augur.
Balak and his princes had not as yet ventured so far beyond the Arnon.
We cannot say that he showed extraordinary covetousness in desiring Balak's silver and gold.
Whereupon Balak the son of Zippor, king of Moab, grew "sore afraid."