"His name is Anko." "How old is he ?" inquired Cap'n Bill curiously.
"No one knows.

He was here before the ocean came, and he stayed here because he learned to like the water better than the land as a habitation.

Perhaps King Anko is ten thousand years old, perhaps twenty thousand.

We often lose track of the centuries down here in the sea." "That's pretty old, isn't it ?" said Trot.

"Older than Cap'n Bill, I guess." "Summat," chuckled the sailor man, "summat older, mate, but not much.