The poor Shagird, whom we had to threaten with a severe chastisement if he did not accompany us, was in a terrible state.

The bow-string was the least he could expect when the khan came to know of the trick we had played him.

An extra keran at Sin-Sin, however, soon consoled our guide.

He probably never returned to Pasingan at all, but sought his fortunes elsewhere.
Persian post-boys are not particular.
Kashan is distant about fifty-two English miles from Pasingan, and lies south-east of the latter.

The caravan track passes a level tract of country, sparsely cultivated by means of irrigation.