Everyone talked of the way Madelene was getting on, and wondered at her luck.

"She deserves it, though," said they, "for she can all but raise the dead." In fact, the secret was simple enough.

She had been taught by her father to despise drugs and to compel dieting and exercise.
She had the tact which he lacked; she made the allowances for human nature's ignorance and superstition which he refused to make; she lessened the hardship of taking her common-sense prescriptions by veiling them in medical hocus-pocus--a compromise of the disagreeable truth which her father had always inveighed against as both immoral and unwholesome.
Within six months after her marriage she was earning as much as her husband; and her fame was spreading so rapidly that not only women but also men, and men with a contempt for the "inferior mentality of the female," were coming to her from all sides.

"You'll soon have a huge income," said Arthur.

"Why, you'll be rich, you are so grasping." "Indeed I am," replied she.