I do not call myself really old yet. Not till a young woman offers me her seat in a railway compartment will that tragedy really be mine.


London Lavender (1912)


I do not call myself really old yet. Not till a young woman offers me her seat in a railway compartment will that tragedy really be mine.

I do not call myself really old yet. Not till a young woman offers me her seat in a railway compartment will that tragedy really be mine.

I do not call myself really old yet. Not till a young woman offers me her seat in a railway compartment will that tragedy really be mine.

I do not call myself really old yet. Not till a young woman offers me her seat in a railway compartment will that tragedy really be mine.