It seems that somebody managed to find Sayyid Al-Kazid a bath after all. The youth was spied brazenly bathing in a large barrel upon the deck in the early hours, in the company of that plump, gold-toothed man. Has he no shame, no sense of propriety? Clearly not, fot he was seen walking to his cabin draped in that fine coat and nothing, about as close to immodest as it was possible to be without actually walking around undressed!
