What then?
Perhaps by selling her invested money, and ultimately The Crossways, she would have enough for her term upon earth.

Necessarily she had to think that short, in order to reckon it as nearly enough.

'I am sure,' she said to herself, 'I shall not trouble the world very long.' A strange languor beset her; scarcely melancholy, for she conceived the cheerfulness of life and added to it in company; but a nervelessness, as though she had been left by the stream on the banks, and saw beauty and pleasure sweep along and away, while the sun that primed them dried her veins.

At this time she was gaining her widest reputation for brilliancy of wit.

Only to welcome guests were her evenings ever spent at home.