Her father then gave her everything, because he used to spend his capital.
She has nothing but the crumbs of that feast to live on, and she doesn't really know how meagre they are--she has yet to learn it.

My mother has told me all about it.

Isabel will learn it when she's really thrown upon the world, and it would be very painful to me to think of her coming to the consciousness of a lot of wants she should be unable to satisfy." "I've left her five thousand pounds.

She can satisfy a good many wants with that." "She can indeed.

But she would probably spend it in two or three years." "You think she'd be extravagant then ?" "Most certainly," said Ralph, smiling serenely.
Poor Mr.Touchett's acuteness was rapidly giving place to pure confusion.