Major Grantly had done that which made him think it imperative upon him to do something further, and to do that something at once.
Therefore he started off on the Monday morning after breakfast and walked to Silverbridge, and as he walked he built various castles in the air.

Why should he not marry Grace,--if she would have him,--and take her away beyond the reach of her father's calamity?
Why should he not throw over his own people altogether, money, position, society, and all, and give himself up to love?
Were he to do so, men might say that he was foolish, but no one could hint that he was dishonourable.

His spirit was high enough to teach him to think that such conduct on his part would have in it something of magnificence; but, yet, such was not his purpose.

In going to Miss Prettyman it was his intention to apologize for not doing this magnificent thing.

His mind was quite made up.