It runs like that in some families.

But you look just as girlish as ever.

It's wonderful, isn't it, Cousin Fanny, the way the women of this generation stay girls until they are fifty?
I don't believe you'll ever look any older, Gabriella, than you do now.

Of course, I suppose your business has something to do with it, but if I met you for the first time, it would never cross my mind that you were a day over twenty-five." "Well, well, so little Gabriella went to New York and became a dressmaker," observed Jimmy, who was seldom original, "and she's the same Gabriella, too.

I always said, you know, that she was the sort you could count on." Age, though it had not entirely passed him by, had, on the whole, treated him with great gentleness.