I like colour, and I do not like to see wrinkles or have them seen.

Therefore I rouge.

I do not expect to deceive the world so flagrantly as to my age, and you I would not deceive for a moment.

I am seventy.' The effect of this noble frankness on the General, was to raise him from his chair in a sitting posture as if he had been blown up.
Her countenance was inexorably imperturbable under his alternate blinking and gazing that drew her close and shot her distant, like a mysterious toy.
'But,' said she, 'I am an artist; I dislike the look of extreme age, so I conceal it as well as I can.

You are very kind to fall in with the deception: an innocent and, I think, a proper one, before the world, though not to the gentleman who does me the honour to propose to me for my hand.