_ 213 _ which never left me. I was obliged at eleven in the morning to have the Javanese youth I had bought, bleed me, for he knew how to do it very well. An hour later we left there much against my will, because of the great fever which affected me, although I was travelling in a wicker pannier. These are like small houses made of sticks, covered over the top with arches and clothing on account of the sun, in which there is room for a person, and which goes on one flank of the camel, while on the other there goes a load, or another wicker pannier when two persons are travelling. The Moors call these casavas. I had some relief, as the sun did not beat on me. We travelled until the afternoon, when we camped on an uninhabited plain. I was now so weak from the fevers, from the hardships of the journey, and from fasting I had not eaten anything for four days other than sugar, cakes and water, that my appearance was very poor. When I found myself in this state, I called my companion and said to him that he could well see how I was, that I did not expect to survive, and that we should open one of my loads so that I could take out a few things of value and hand them over to him. Once I was dead, he ran the risk of not being able to save anything, because it is the custom of the Moors to take for the king all the assets of
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