Your Madame du Deffand at eighty and your Horace Walpole at sixty are as lively as a girl and boy.

Your octogenarian Voltaire is the most agreeable creature in existence.

But take Cymon and Daphne from their flocks and herds and pastoral valleys in their old age, and see what senile bores and quavering imbeciles you would find them.

Yes, I have no doubt you found your Dorking aunt a nuisance.

Take off your wet overcoat and put it out of the room, and then ring for more hot water.