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Impressions of Gandhi from my sister and the Privats. He is small, with a well-shaped head, not bald but shaven bare; ugly and likeable (in the end he appears charming), a receding brow, a large turned-up nose, a more or less toothless mouth (which is normally closed, but when he laughs, he shows off the gap in his front teeth, and the Privats ended up by finding this made his laughter all the more irresistible),\u2014his complexion not very dark, almost European,\u2014very sharp eyes behind a large pair of glasses, which look at you full in the face and see right through you,\u2014much mischief and humour, immediately followed by great seriousness and concentration,\u2014a very good voice, grave and tenor (without Tagore\u2019s lofty intonations, but he makes an effort to keep it on a medium level, calm, even and without inflexions); he handles the English language with purity and perfection, without ever correcting himself and without stumbling; each of his sentences is thought out and says exactly what he wants to say. He is well built, quite broad and strong in the chest and the upper arms, with refined and cool hands. But his fore arms and above all his legs are extremely skinny (perhaps as a result of the Indian habit of sitting cross-legged) : for the last two years, he says, he has not been able to speak in public in anything other than a sitting position. Meticulously clean (as are all in his entourage). No detail escapes him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n