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we had proceeded some distance, the sounds of the Tomtom coming upon our ears indicated that the scene of rejoicing was close at hand. My companion stopped at a house with a mean little door, through which, having entered, she led the way in to a large open Patio, shaded on one side by a trellis of cane-work, supporting heavy bunches of luscious grapes. In the midst of the court grew, in full vigour, a verdant fig-tree, spreading abroad its expansive branches, and affording an agreeable shelter from the oppressive rays of the noonday sun.

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