Storia do Mogor 138.3

138.3

Not considering myself safe in that shop, I sallied forth, and traversing the streets I reached a house where I halted, and finding the door open, I ascended some steps and reached a terraced roof. Here I fancied myself in security. But the owner of the house, who had heard the outcry in the village, came out of his room with sword and shield. On seeing me, he ordered me roughly to make my way downstairs. I told him I was a foreigner who had fled from the bazar, where the thieves had robbed me, and to save my life had taken refuge there, finding the door open. This did not persuade him to let me remain, but he insisted on my departing. I was content that he even let me go unharmed, for on hearing his first talk, I feared me much he was about to finish off what the robbers had begun.