No, I don't know. Why should I know?
One of the other Baha'is such as
@Truthseeker might know, since he knows a lot of the history of the Faith.
Here is the long answer to you question, plus some more:
There lived in ‘Akká a man by the name of Muḥammad Páshá Safwat, who was most inimical to the Cause. He had built a palace five or six miles outside the town. Many days I searched for a suitable house to rent for the Blessed Perfection, but I could find nothing else but the palace of this man. After much delay and postponement, through the confirmation of God I succeeded in renting this palace from him at £25 a year provided I might be allowed to repair the mansion with the rent of the first five years. Having papered and furnished all the rooms I ordered the carpenters to make for me a carriage with a cover which was done in due time.
Having prepared everything and attended to every detail I went to the Blessed Perfection and said: "A good mansion is made ready for you outside of ‘Akká. It is wonderfully situated and very charming. From one side the lovely mountains and undulating valleys are seen; from another side there are large orange and mandarin orchards; the oranges, like unto red lanterns, shine and glow through the green boughs; from another side, verdant gardens and prairies full of narcissus and tulips are seen; the Mediterranean glistens in the distance; a stream of cool water flows in the centre; in brief, it is an ideal place. I supplicate you to leave the town and live there."
The Blessed Perfection answered: "I am a prisoner. The prisoners are not allowed to go beyond the town of ‘Akká." I repeated my praises of the place and begged him to come out. But to no avail. Again he refused my request. I did not want to go on with this insistence so I chose silence and left the Blessed Perfection's presence.
I thought a good deal over this matter, trying to find a solution to this problem. Finally I decided to send for the Muftí, who loved Bahá’u’lláh and enjoyed freedom of conversation in his presence. When he arrived I told him something had come which none of us was able to cope with save him. He asked me what it was. I said: "We are all anxious that the Blessed Perfection should go out of town. I have begged him twice, the believers have also entreated, but all have been refused. This is thy work. After sunset go thou to the house, knock at the door, and if they ask thee what thou dost want, say, 'I have come to meet Bahá’u’lláh.' Thou must not leave his presence without his promise to go out."
As soon as he was given permission to enter the presence he went directly to him and threw himself at his holy feet, took hold of his blessed hands, and bluntly said: "My Lord, why dost thou not go out. The country is charming, the weather is delightful, the pastures are green, the water is cool and the palace is made ready." The Blessed Perfection said to him: "Mufti! I am a prisoner!" "O," he said, "You are not a prisoner. You are free. Everything depends upon your own will." Again Bahá’u’lláh objected, but the Muftí did not let his hands go and insisted and insisted till the much-expected promise was given.
Coming out of the house the Muftí came to me and imparted to me the glad news. I was overjoyed, so much so that I kissed his lips many times. On the next day when I stood in the presence of the Blessed Perfection he smiled and said: "What a tenacious man you sent to me!" I said: "Now you have given your promise to the Muftí that you will go out, the carriage is ready at the door. ..." I rode with him through the streets of ‘Akká and beyond the gate. Then I alighted from the carriage and walked to the palace of Mazra'ih. The Blessed Perfection was most pleased with the place.
US Bahá’í News Service, "Star of the West: Excerpts #5, March 1917–June 1919"