We were still outside of the great native city when we reached the hotel.

It was a quiet and homelike house, inviting, and manifestly comfortable.

But we liked its annex better, and went thither.

It was a mile away, perhaps, and stood in the midst of a large compound, and was built bungalow fashion, everything on the ground floor, and a veranda all around.

They have doors in India, but I don't know why.