Anthony Hope,
The King's Mirror
(1899)
“ There they were, large as life, true to Varvilliers' description; the big stomach and the locket that a hyperbole, so "My dear friend, have you forgotten me?" inevitable as to outstrip mere truth in fidelity, had called bigger. Besides there were the whiskers, the heavy jowl, the infinite fatness of the man, a fatness not of mere flesh only, but of manner, of air, of thought, of soul. There was no room for doubt or question. This was Coralie's impresario, Coralie's career, her duty, her destiny; in a word, everything to Coralie that poor little Cousin Elsa was to me. ”
