 In that way. What do you mean, that way? Just that way. It's rather tragic, but quite inevitable. I'm growing old now. Men don't grow old like women, as you'll find to your cost, Myra, in a year or two. David has retained his youth astonishingly, perhaps because he has had fewer responsibilities and cares than I. This is all ridiculous hysteria. No, Myra, Judith is right.