The name Jimgrim sounds enough like Arabic to pass muster; and we wondered why he should have gone to all that trouble to disguise himself, only to confess his real name when there seemed no need.

Even Ali Baba left off cursing the Sikh under his breath.
"I am glad to know that," she said.

"It will save my wasting words.

No man could ever get your reputation without being ruthless.

I won't annoy you by pleading for mercy." And she looked at once as merciless as she expected him to be.
"Now, Jael Higg," he answered, "let's talk sense." "You're a rare one, if you can!" she retorted.
"Let's do our best," he said kindly.
She looked very keenly at him for thirty seconds, and seemed to make up her mind that she had no chance against him.
"Very well," she said.