'We can conduct our conversation more pleasantly without pistols.' It was idle to resist.

We surrendered our arms, Peter almost in tears with vexation.

Stumm swung his legs over a chair, rested his chin on the back and looked at me.
'Your game is up, you know,' he said.

'These fools of Turkish police said the Dutchmen were dead, but I had the happier inspiration.

I believed the good God had spared them for me.