Look how young she is, and then look at yourself.

Here, take a look at yourself in that mirror.

Are you still young?
Can't you see the lines, the gray hairs, Joe?
They're coming--oh, they're coming! Can you supply all the love she wants ?" "Fanny ?" he snapped out her name in so ugly a voice that she lost no time.

She shoved those papers into his hands and began to tell him what they were.

But Joe refused to read them and grew each moment angrier.
"Joe!" cried Fanny sharply.