"I’m twenty-one, sir..."

"... welkin-eyed Billy Budd, or Baby Budd, as more familiarly under circumstances hereafter to be given he at last came to be called, aged twenty-one ..."

"I woke up into the bleak winter morning of my 21st birthday..."

"I did the pools from the week I was twenty-one..."

"He touched Eric lightly on the elbow, as a very young child might do..."

"‘Drink?’ Brenda’s friend exclaimed. ‘I’ll bet you can’t drink like young Arthur Seaton there’ – nodding to Arthur’s end of the table. ‘He’s on’y twenty-one and ‘e can tek it in like a fish."