"Yes, yes, I know everything. Stow all that, you and your recollections! You've taken me in enough, as it is. Why don't you look out for a young, rich chap?"
"You're not old, Gerrit."
"Oh, I'm not old!"
"No. I am. I've grown older, haven't I, Gerrit?"
"Your eyes haven't."
"But the rest of me?"
"Yes, of course.... You have grown older..."
"Gerrit, I don't want to get old.... I think it terrible to get old.... Am I still pretty and...?"
"Yes, yes, yes...."
"But, very soon, I shall...."