Neither money nor threats would induce them to produce provisions of any kind, so we fell back on sticks of chocolate and Valentine's meat-juice.

The latter I never travel without--it is invaluable in uncivilized and desert countries.
The inhabitants of Katvesera are under a score in number, and live chiefly on fish, though I noticed in the morning that a considerable quantity of land was under cultivation--apparently rice and barley.
They were a sullen, sulky lot, and we had almost to take the hut by force.

The Khivan, Gerome, and myself took it in turns to watch through the night.

It was near here that the Italian was assassinated.
A start was made at daybreak.

The weather had now changed.