He was a patient spy, if ever there was one.
"Do you think I should be put to that indignity ?" he asked.

"Shall I undress myself ?" "By Allah, unless you do it I will cut your clothes off with my razor!" Jeremy announced.
We drew up at a station then, and had to wait until the train went on again.

By that time Yussuf Dakmar had made up his mind.

He slipped off his jacket and vest and began to unfasten his collar-button as the train gained speed.
Everything went smoothly until he stood up to remove his pants.

He had the top of them in both hands when Jeremy seized him suddenly by the elbows and spun him face about.