Well, I had the good luck to suggest the paper-mill, and it was a success, and Lady Ogram at once had a great opinion of me.

From that day--she tells me--the thought grew in her mind that, instead of devoting all her wealth, by will, to definite purposes, she would leave a certain portion of it to _me_, to be used by me for purposes of public good.

I, in short"-- Constance smiled nervously--"was to be sole and uncontrolled trustee of a great fund, which would be used, after her death, just as it might have been had she gone on living.

The idea is rather fine, it seems to me; it could only have originated in a mind capable of very generous thought, generous in every sense of the word.
It implied remarkable confidence, such as few people, especially few women, are capable of.

It strikes me as rather pathetic, too--the feeling that she would continue to live in another being, not a mere inheritor of her money, but a true representative of her mind, thinking and acting as she would do, always consulting her memory, desiring her approval.