It did not seem possible that truth spoken by her could be any thing but beautiful too.
Denham smiled down at her seriousness.
"Try me." "Well, then, it seems to me you do not often enough try to do your best.
You are contented to do well, and not ambitious to do better.

You are quite satisfied, so I think, if your sermons are good enough to please generally, instead of seeking to raise your standard all the time by hard effort toward improvement, and I doubt, therefore, if at the end of a year your sermons will show any marked change from what they are to-day.
Am I too hard ?" "You are very just," answered Denham, pleasantly, though the blood mounted to his face.

"You have found out my weak spot.

I confess I am not ambitious.

I aspire to no greatness of any kind." "You have discovered the secret of contentment," said De Forest, with effusive approbation.