But she lived in an age in which wealth is power, and ambition was her ruling passion.

As she had been ambitious for her husband in the days that were gone, she was now ambitious for her granddaughter.

Time had intensified the keen eagerness of her mind.

She had been disappointed, cruelly, bitterly, in the ambition of her youth.
She had been made to drink the cup of shame and humiliation.

But to this ambition of her old age she held with even greater tenacity.