"Sir, will you tell me one thing--are there many poor people in Weircombe ?" The clergyman looked a trifle surprised.
"Why, yes, to tell the exact truth, they are all poor people in Weircombe," he answered.

"You see, it is really only a little fishing village.

The rich people's places are situated all about it, here and there at various miles of distance, but no one with money lives in Weircombe itself." "Yet every one seems happy," said Helmsley thoughtfully.
"Oh, yes, every one not only seems, but _is_ happy!" and the clergyman smiled.

"They have the ordinary troubles that fall to the common lot, of course--but they are none of them discontented.

There's very little drunkenness, and as a consequence, very little quarrelling.