I was unsuccessful until I came to Brindisi.
Here I found that inquiries could easily be made.

There were only two hotels in the place, one of which was very small.

At the smaller of the two, I found on inquiry that a man answering to my description had stayed there a day and a night, waiting for the boat for Alexandria.

The hotel proprietor said he should not have remembered him, but that he had talked Arabic with him.

This traveller had also told him he had come from England, the land of luxury and gold, and was going to Cairo.
He did not remember his name.