All others sleep placidly and keep no watch.

They would not move, though the Sultan himself passed by.
In one narrow street (but none of them are wide) I saw three dogs lying coiled up, about a foot or two apart.

End to end they lay, and so they just bridged the street neatly, from gutter to gutter.

A drove of a hundred sheep came along.

They stepped right over the dogs, the rear crowding the front, impatient to get on.