This town of Nuraquimire is within three days journey of Tatta, and to us, after coming out of the desert, seemed quite a paradise.  We agreed with a kinsman of the Rajah, or governor, for twenty laries, or shillings, to conduct us on the remainder of our journey.  We accordingly departed on the 8th, and travelled ten c. to Gaundajaw, where we had been robbed but for our guard.  The 9th we were twice set upon, and obliged to give each time five laries to get free.  We came to Sarruna, a great town of the rajputs with a castle, fourteen coss from Tatta.  We visited the governor, Ragee Bouma, eldest son to sultan Bulbul, who was lately captured by the Moguls and had his eyes pulled out, yet had escaped about two months ago, and was now living in the mountains inviting all his kindred to revenge.  The Ragee treated me kindly as a stranger, asking me many questions about my country.  He even made me sup with him, and gave me much wine, in which he so heartily partook, that he stared again.  A banian at this place told me that Sir Robert Sherly had been much abused by the Portuguese and the governor of Larry Bunder, having his house set on fire, and his men much hurt in the night; and that on his arrival at Tatta, thirteen days journey from thence, he had been unkindly used by the governor of that city.  He likewise told me of the great trade carried on at Tatta, and that ships of 300 tons might be brought up to Larry Bunder; and advised me to prevail upon Ragee Bouma to escort us to Tatta.

According to this bad advice, we hired the Ragee for forty laries to escort us with fifty horsemen to the gates of Tatta.  We departed from Sarruna on the 11th January, and having travelled five coss we lay all night by the side of a river.  Departing at two next morning, the Ragee led us in a direction quite different from our right road, and came about daybreak into a thicket, where he made us all be disarmed and bound, and immediately strangled the two merchants and their five men by means of their camel ropes.  After stripping them of all their clothes, he caused their bodies to be flung into a hole dug on purpose.  He then took my horse and eighty rupees from me, and sent me and my men up the mountains to his brothers, at the distance of twenty coss, where we arrived on the 14th, and where I remained twenty days a close prisoner.  On the 7th February, an order came to send me to Parkar, the governor of which place was of their kindred, and that I should be sent from thence to Rhadunpoor; but I was plundered on the way of my clothes and every thing else about me, my horse only being left me, which was not worth taking away.