But I don't think the Criches fit the period.

I know Gerald is putting in a private electric plant, for lighting the house, and is making all kinds of latest improvements.' Gudrun shrugged her shoulders swiftly.
'Of course,' she said, 'that's quite inevitable.' 'Quite,' laughed Ursula.

'He is several generations of youngness at one go.

They hate him for it.

He takes them all by the scruff of the neck, and fairly flings them along.