"The same."
She drew back her chair for a few paces, with a deep-drawn sigh, in which disappointment and surprise seemed strangely to mingle. "Well, I have he'rd a great deal about you, and I wanted to see you bad for a long time; but you are only a humly person like myself after all. Why I do think, if I had on my best gown and cap, I should look a great deal younger and better than you."
I told her that I had no doubt of the fact.
"And pray," continued she, with the same provoking scrutiny, "how old do you call yourself?"
I told her my exact age.
"Humph!" quoth she, as if she rather doubted my word, "two years younger nor me! you look a great deal older nor that."
After a long pause, and another searching gaze, "Do you call those teeth your own?"
"Yes," said I, laughing; for I could retain my gravity no longer; "in the very truest sense of the word they are mine, as God gave them to me."
"You luckier than your neighbours," said she. "But airn't you greatly troubled with headaches?"
"No," said I, rather startled at this fresh interrogatory.