This stopped at his death.

He enjoyed, besides, several fat sinecures, which his name, his social rank, and his personal address secured him from some of the great insurance companies.

But these resources did not survive him; he only rented the house he had occupied; and the young Comte de Camors found himself suddenly reduced to the provision of his mother's dowry--a bare pittance to a man of his habits and rank.
His father had often assured him he could leave him nothing, so the son was accustomed to look forward to this situation.

Therefore, when he realized it, he was neither surprised nor revolted by the improvident egotism of which he was the victim.

His reverence for his father continued unabated, and he did not read with the less respect or confidence the singular missive which figures at the beginning of this story.