If power and efficiency are the two supreme attributes of success, then by all the laws and principles of logic, Florrie ought to have been a failure.

But she was not a failure.

She was a fool whose incomparable foolishness had conferred not only prosperity, but happiness upon her.

She shone, she scintillated, she diffused the glow of success.

Though she was undeserving of admiration, she had been surfeited on it from her childhood; though she was devoid of the moral excellence which should command love, by a flashing glance or a waving curl, she could bring the most exalted love down from the heavens.