It had also struck her that in England there was a tendency to expectation that someone would "provide" for someone else, that relatives even by marriage were supposed to "make allowances" on which it was quite proper for other persons to live.

Rosalie had been accustomed to a community in which even rich men worked, and in which young and able-bodied men would have felt rather indignant if aunts or uncles had thought it necessary to pension them off as if they had been impotent paupers.

It was Rosalie's son who was to be "provided for" in this case, and who was to "provide for" his father.
"When you have a son," her mother-in-law had remarked severely, "I suppose something will be done for Nigel and the estate." This had been said before she had been ten days in the house, and had set her not-too-quick brain working.

She had already begun to see that life at Stornham Court was not the luxurious affair it was in the house in Fifth Avenue.

Things were shabby and queer and not at all comfortable.