But no one inside responded.
Then the cultivation became more rare.

They suddenly entered upon belts of sand bristling with thorny thickets.

Flocks of sheep were browsing among the stones; a woman with a blue fleece about her waist was watching them.

She fled screaming when she saw the soldiers' pikes among the rocks.
They were marching through a kind of large passage bordered by two chains of reddish coloured hillocks, when their nostrils were greeted with a nauseous odour, and they thought that they could see something extraordinary on the top of a carob tree: a lion's head reared itself above the leaves.
They ran thither.

It was a lion with his four limbs fastened to a cross like a criminal.