There for the first two weeks I found life very dull.

Then Mr.Hanauer, the English chaplain, and a famous antiquarian, took pity on my solitary state, walked me about, and taught me words of Arabic.
He was a native of Jerusalem, and loved the country.

My sneaking wish to fraternise with Orientals, when I avowed it after hesitations, appeared good to him.

And then I made acquaintance with a clever dragoman and one of the most famous jokers in all Syria, who happened to be lodging at my little hostelry, with nothing in the world to do but stare about him.

He helped me to throw off the European and plunge into the native way of living.