John Singer Sargent The Chess Game painting

John Singer Sargent The Chess Game paintingJohn Singer Sargent Oyster Gatherers of Cancale paintingJohn Singer Sargent Nude Egyptian Girl painting
from the apparition of the great movie actor to stare at the equally extraordinary sight sitting next to him, an improbable American in baseball cap, metal--rim spectacles and a neon--green bush--shirt across which there writhed the intertwined and luminous golden forms of a pair of Chinese dragons. Chamcha had edited this entity out of his field of vision in an attempt to wrap himself in a cocoon of privacy, but privacy was no longer possible.
"Eugene Dumsday at your service," the dragon man stuck out a huge red hand. "At yours, and at that of the Christian guard."
Sleep-fuddled Chamcha shook his head. "You are a military man?"
"Ha! Ha! Yes, sir, you could say. A humble foot soldier, sir, in the army of Guard Almighty." Oh, _almighty_ , sir, and it has been my mission, my mission and let me add my privilege, to visit your great nation to do battle with the most pernicious devilment ever got folks' brains by the balls."
"I don't follow."
Dumsday lowered his voice. "I'm talking monkey-