He hasn't any right to be contented.

No one has.

It is the one absolutely fatal state." He stretched himself out upon, the seat, and frowned.
"You're picking up some strange ideas, Clara," he remarked.
"Well, if I am, that's better than being contented to all eternity with the old ones," she replied.

"Mrs.Handsell is doing us all no end of good.

She makes us think! We all ought to think, Richard." "What on earth for ?" "You are really hopeless," she murmured.