"Not more severe than he is with himself, my dear. He has taken all his little savings for Margaret Brown, and I presume those savings represent comforts, not luxuries like pearls."
"Mr. Leslie should not try me by the same test he uses for himself; I cannot stand it."
"That is where he made his mistake, my dear. He thought you could."
Sibyl colored angrily. "Mr. Leslie is an enthusiast," she said; "he expects people to throw down all their treasures at his feet."
"Not at his feet; at the foot of the cross, dear."
"Aunt Faith, do you really believe people can be happy in such a life?" said Sibyl vehemently.
"Mr. Leslie is happy, my child."
"He is a single man with few cares. I am alluding to married people, burdened with responsibility and anxiety."
"If they are so burdened, my dear, so much the more reason why they should seek help from Him who said 'come unto me all ye that are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.'"
"But in every-day life there are so many petty annoyances, aunt."