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the Bey's palace. There all was light and all was buftle, as 

 if it had been noon-day. I alighted with great difficulty 

 from my difconfolate afs, but with much greater pleafure 

 than ever I mounted the finellhorfe in the world. None of 

 the people there knew what I came for, but thought I was 

 fome Arab from the country. At laft I faw a Copht who 

 had been a fervant of Ali Bey. I told him who I was, and 

 he immediately knew me, but had not heard that I was ar- 

 rived, and ftill lefs that I was fent for ; but he went in to 

 the Bey's fecretary, who ordered my immediate admiffion. 



In the mean time, my Sarach and company, who hadufed 

 me fo tenderly, came round me, de firing the Bacfifh, or 

 money to drink. " Look you, friend, faid I, your mafter 

 knows me well, and you fliall fee what is the Bacfifh he will 

 give you." A number of Turks Handing by alked, " What 

 did he do to you ? Did he ufe you ill? Tell the Bey, and he 

 will do for him." My friend ieemed to be fenfible he was in a 

 fcrapc, and, though the order of the Bey came for my 

 being admitted, he would not allow me to pafs, but put 

 his back againft the door till I promifed to fay nothing to 

 the Bey. 



I WAS introduced to Mahomet Bey Abou Dahab. He was 

 fon-in-law to Ali Bey my friend, whom he had betrayed, 

 and forced to fly into Syria, where he ftill was at the head 

 of a fmall army. He had been prefent with him the day 

 1 had my laft audience, when he was plainly dreffed as a 

 foldier. A large fofa, or rather two large fofas furniftied with 

 cuiliions, took up a great part of a fpacious faloon. They 

 were of the richeft crimfon and gold, excepting a fmall yel- 

 low and gold one like a pillow, upon which he was leaning, 



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