Sed rex nihil iam infectum Metello credens'quippe qui omnia, arma, tela, locos, tempora, denique naturam ipsam ceteris imperitantem industria vicerat'cum liberis et magna parte pecuniae ex oppido noctu profugit.
But the king, now believing that nothing was infeasible for Metellus'since by his energy he had triumphed over all obstacles: arms, weapons, places, seasons, lastly Nature herself, which controls everyone else'fled from the town by night with his children and a great part of his cash.
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