1As they went in an almost continuous column, Tullius, who had gone on ahead to the source of the Ferentina, received their leading men as each arrived, complaining and expressing indignation, and led both these men themselves, who listened eagerly to words that fed their anger, and through them the rest of the crowd, into the plain lying below the road. 2There, beginning a speech in the manner of an assembly, he recalled the old wrongs done by the Roman people and the disasters of the Volscian nation. 2Then he said, 'Even if you forget everything else, with what feelings, pray, do you bear this insult of today, by which they have opened the games through our disgrace?
3Did you not feel that today a triumph has been held over you? 3That as you departed you were a spectacle to all, citizens, foreigners, so many neighbouring peoples, that your wives and your children were paraded before men's eyes? 4What do you suppose those who heard the herald's voice, those who saw us going away, those who met this shameful column, thought, except that there must surely be some sacrilege, such that if we were present at the spectacle we should profane the games and incur the need for atonement, and that for this reason we are being driven from the dwelling-place of the pious, from their gathering and assembly?
5What then? 5Does it not occur to you that we are alive because we hurried to set out? 5If indeed this is a departure and not a flight. 5And do you not consider this the city of enemies, where, if you had stayed a single day, all of you would have had to die? 6War has been declared on you, to the great harm of those who declared it, if you are men.' 6So, both full of anger of their own accord and roused besides, they dispersed from there to their homes, and by stirring up each his own people they brought about the revolt of the whole Volscian name.