"Both principals will be good enough to get ready as rapidly as possible." Dave Darrin had been only awaiting the order.

Now he took off his cap and uniform blouse, handing them to Dan, who folded the coat and laid it on the ground, placing the cap on top of it.
By this time Darrin had pulled his shirt over his head.

Dan took that also, while Rollins produced a belt which Dave strapped about his waist with care.
Then he stepped forward, like a young war horse, sniffing the battle.
Farley was more leisurely in his preparations, though he did not appear nervous.

In fact, Farley wasn't a bit nervous.

But he meant "wind up" the fight in such short order that there would be an abundance of time to spare.
"There's no use in giving you any advice, old fellow," murmured Dan.