"For a moment he was fully back in those distant years when he and another bright eyed person had seen no reason why they should not indulge their passion and their vanity, and detirmine for themselves how their lives should be made delightful in spite of unalterable external conditions. The reasons had been unfolding themselves gradually ever since which had converted the handsome, soft eyed slim young Jermyn (with a touch of sentiment) into a portly lawyer of sixty, for whom life had resolved itself into the means of keeping up his head among his professional brethren and maintaining an establishment - into a grey haired husband and father, whose third and affectionate daughter now rapped at the window and called to him, 'Papa, papa, get ready for dinner; don't you remember that the Lukyns are coming?'"
George Eliot, Felix Holt: The Radical
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