They'd give you Damascus if you asked for it.

Follow Jeremy, and leave the rest to us." I don't doubt that Grim had been turning over the whole plan in his mind for hours past, but when I taxed him with it afterward his reply was characteristic: "If we'd rehearsed it, Mabel and Hadad would both have been self-conscious.

The game is to study your man--or woman, as the case may be--and sometimes drill 'em, sometimes spring it on 'em, according to circumstances.

The only rule is to study people; there are no two quite alike." Hadad was surprised into silence, too thoughtful a man to do anything except hold his tongue until the next move should throw more light on the situation.

He followed us out of the car, saying nothing; and being recognized by the light of one dim lantern as an intimate friend of Feisul, he accomplished all that Grim could have asked of him.
He was known to have been in Europe until recently.