_You'll_ never grow old, you know." "Shan't I?
How nice," exclaimed Austin, brightly.

"I certainly can't fancy myself old a bit.

How funny it would be if one always preserved one's youthful shape and features, while one's skin got all cracked and rough and wrinkled like that old youth over there! The effect would be rather ghastly.

But I don't want to grow old in any sense.

I should like to remain a boy all my life.