Dixon often wondered how Welch had contrived to marry money; it could hardly have been due to any personal merit, real or supposed, and the vagaries of Welch’s mind could leave no room there for avarice. Perhaps the old fellow had had when younger what he now so demonstrably lacked: a way with him.
—from Kingsley Amis’s Lucky Jim, in which hero Jim Dixon reflects on his professor and his marriage to Mrs. Welch.