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were compelled to eat at a near-by Cafe of unprepossessing appearance. Neither did the meal belle the external aspect of this apartment. The meal consisted of meat and carrots - no doubt deceased camel (probably diseased)
was responsible for the toughness of the former, but we were hungry and did neither care nor inquire. The sweets course was simply figs. Figs boiled until the syrup was semi liquid, which course needed a good washing down with Jerusalem wine to scour away the taste. Into the cleanliness of the establishment we did not peer too closely, but the appearance of the proprietor who came out to collect the Tariff nearly made us violently ill.

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