Few besides ourselves ever enter it, for those who still carry on trade have booths in the marketplace.
"There is one thing I will tell you at once.

We, the persecuted, have means of recognising each other.

Outward signs there are none, neither caste mark nor peculiarity of dress; but we know each other by signs.
When we salute, we turn in the thumbs as we raise our hands to our turbans--so.

If we have no occasion to salute, as we move our hands, either to stroke our faces, or to touch the handles of our daggers, or in other way, we keep the thumb turned in.

If the man be one of ourselves, he replies in the same way.