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Mustafa led on by unfrequented tunnels and passages avoiding as far as might be the main streets, where professional pride obliged him to put on an appearance of extreme feebleness and whine despairingly as one in the clutch of a devil. At last, in a narrow lane between high walls, with never a lattice, he stopped before a low door which was open.
"This is the house of the pig -- the house of Yuhanna! " he whispered. "I will enter -- it is the beggar's privilege. Do thou follow as far as thou canst without being seen!"