Outwardly this Queen's residence was constructed much like the building used by the priests as a temple.

In the latter I recalled two entrances opening respectively toward east and west.

Were a partition run between, as in this private dwelling, the eastern door would open into the southern apartment.

It was the west door through which the light streamed, and, daring approach it no closer, my only recourse lay in trying my fortune on the opposite side.
I began a winding advance along the sloping side of the hill, but sank suddenly to earth as a spectral figure moved forth from the darkness, stood a moment in the bright glare, and then strode past, vanishing within the gloom like a shadow.

It was an Indian, spear in hand, one of the body-guard of the Queen.