CHAPTER LXXIX.
The Center Of Many Circumferences Like Donjalolo himself, we hie to and fro; for back now must we pace to the House of the Morning.
In its rear, there diverged three separate arbors, leading to less public apartments.
Traversing the central arbor, and fancying it will soon lead you to open ground, you suddenly come upon the most private retreat of the prince: a square structure; plain as a pyramid; and without, as inscrutable.

Down to the very ground, its walls are thatched; but on the farther side a passage-way opens, which you enter.

But not yet are you within.

Scarce a yard distant, stands an inner thatched wall, blank as the first.

Passing along the intervening corridor, lighted by narrow apertures, you reach the opposite side, and a second opening is revealed.