Quick dismounted, and presently I heard him say: "Doors.

Can feel the brasswork on them.

Tower above, I think, and wall on either side.

Seem to be in a trap.

Best stop here till light comes.
Nothing else to be done." Accordingly, we stopped, and, having tied the camels to each other to prevent their straying, took shelter from the rain under the tower or whatever it might be.