1271. While he was still with me, he seemed like a mass with its back up so that nothing reasonable could penetrate, because he so tightly clung to inward hatreds.
1271. Whilst he was still with me he was perceived as a mass, the back of which was uppermost, into which nothing rational could penetrate, because he so adhered to interior hatreds.
1271. Dum adhuc esset penes me, percipiebatur sicut moles, cujus tergum sursum, in quod nihil rationale penetrare posset, nam ita interioribus odiis inhaerebat.