And, Gerald, cut out this card business; it's the final refuge of the feebleminded.

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You like it?
Oh, well, if you've got to play--if you've no better resource for leisure, and if non-participation isolates you too completely from other idiots--play the imbecile gentleman's game; which means a game where nobody need worry over the stakes." "But--they'd laugh at me!" "I know; but Boots Lansing wouldn't--and you have considerable respect for him." Gerald nodded; he had immediately succumbed to Lansing like everybody else.
"And one thing more," said Selwyn; "don't play for stakes--no matter how insignificant--where women sit in the game.