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His baggy shorts sagged over knobby knees that tapered into decrepit Reebok sneakers. "He is," replied a portly personage, arrayed in a gorgeous yellow brocade dressing-gown, lined with cherry-coloured satin, and having a crimson velvet cap, surmounted by a gold tassel, on his head. Was not Gerald altogether on her side? He was, even though he played games like an imbecile, a person tout à fait sympathique as she had discovered at the outset. She was acquiring truths, but in a series of shocks rather than by the process of analysis. The stranger looked at him as if strongly disposed to chastise his impertinence.
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