Here, too, was the first spot where the eye was gladdened by the sight of a piece of grass, instead of sand and shingle.

Such a change is doubly grateful to one who has been travelling so long through the barren, sandy desert.
The village lying beside the Sultan's Well looks most deplorable.
The inhabitants seem rather to live under than above the ground.

I went into a few of these _hollows_.

I do not know how else to designate these little stoneheap-houses.

Many of them are entirely destitute of windows, the light finding its way through the hole left for an entrance.