_ 86 _ August we left, and after about a league and a half we camped alongside a river and orchard called [Dextibar]. There was a Persian captain here for a few small settlements hereabouts. The orchard had a great deal of good fruit, and the captain had three or four horse and thirty or forty archers. Here I fell ill from the heat and the fruit, and was robbed of my musket by one of the captain’s soldiers. The requests and pleas of the people of the caravan were not enough for him to return it to me; they are all thieves and liars. I continued the journey in an angarilha; these are like small huts made of boards, with arches and cloth to give protection from the sun. They are big enough for one person and are carried on one side of the camel, while on the other there may be a load or another angarilha, which the Moors call cajauás. This gave me some relief, as the sun did not fall on me. As it is the custom of the Moors to take all the possessions of foreigners who die in their lands for the King, I made a secret will and secretly handed over all the valuables I had with me to people I trusted. After four days’ journey across mountain-ranges and uninhabited lands we arrived in a plain where there was a
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