Now, I have decided to send her away to some seaside place for a change--" "Send her away!" Fitzpiers's countenance had fallen.
"Yes.

And the question is, where would you advise me to send her ?" The timber-merchant had happened to call at a moment when Fitzpiers was at the spring-tide of a sentiment that Grace was a necessity of his existence.

The sudden pressure of her form upon his breast as she came headlong round the bush had never ceased to linger with him, ever since he adopted the manoeuvre for which the hour and the moonlight and the occasion had been the only excuse.

Now she was to be sent away.
Ambition?
it could be postponed.

Family?
culture and reciprocity of tastes had taken the place of family nowadays.