I saw whole cargoes of mother-of-pearl shells carried away.
I remained at Suez until four in the afternoon, and recruited my energies perfectly with an excellent dinner, at which tolerably good water was not wanting.

The consul kindly gave me a bottle, as provision for my journey.

He has it fetched from a distance of twelve miles, as all the water that can be procured in the neighbourhood tastes brackish and salt.

In the inn a bottle of water costs two piastres.
The first night of my homeward journey was passed partly in a Bedouin encampment and partly on the road, in the company of different caravans.

I found the Bedouins to be very good, obliging people, among whom I might wander as I pleased, without being exposed to injury.