text:  "We were literally sleeping out in the open air; as there were no doors windows or venetians to close and every breath of wind agitated the frail walls of bamboo and matting I was awoke in the night by the musquitto curtains blowing up; the wind had risen and came every now and then with sudden gusts; but its breath was so soft warm and dry that I who had never ventured to bear a night-blast in Ceylon felt that it was harmless