But there is much against me.

I am an old man, Unorna.

My figure was never of divine proportions, and as for my face, Nature made it against her will.

I know all that--and yet, I was young once, and eloquent.

I could make love then--I believe that I could still if it would amuse you." "Try it," said Unorna, who, like most people, could not long be angry with the gnome-like little sage..