Thinking they would have no trouble in returning to the bazaars and finding the professor and Dunbar, they hastened down the narrow street.
Turning a corner, they came against a caravan of loaded camels in a most sudden and startling manner. It was necessary to hug the wall in order to let the animals and their drivers pass.
There were many dogs in the streets. These animals prowled about or slept serenely beneath the feet of pedestrians, who were careful to step over them or to turn out and go round without disturbing them.
As in Constantinople, the dogs were the street cleaners, and no one harmed them.
After following the crooked street some distance and failing to again catch a glimpse of Buckhart, Dick decided they had better turn back.
“I don’t know how we could have missed him,” he said.
“He may have turned onto another street.”
“I saw no other street.”
“I did.”
Retracing their steps, they came upon a street that was like a choked alley. Nadia believed they could return to the bazaars more quickly by taking it.