I keep little account of time.

How long is it since I have been making cigarettes for Fischelowitz, at the rate of three marks a thousand ?" "Ever since I can remember," answered Vjera.

"It is six years since I came to work there as a little girl." "Six years?
That is not possible! You must be mistaken, it cannot be so long." Vjera said nothing, but turned her face away with an expression of pain.
"Yes, it is a long time, since all that happened," said the Count, thoughtfully.

"I was a young man then, I am old now." "Old! How can you say anything so untrue!" Vjera exclaimed with considerable indignation.
"Yes, I am old.

It is no wonder.