'It is simple enough,' he said.
'It is too simple for Betty and me,' said his mother. 'I would be obliged to you, Pitt, to answer her.'
The young man's countenance changed; a shadow fell over it which raised Miss Frere's sympathy. He went into the house, however, for a Bible, and coming back with it sat down and read quietly and steadfastly the beautiful words in Isaiah:
'"To loose the bands of wickedness, to undo the heavy burdens, and to let the oppressed go free, and that ye break every yoke. … To deal thy bread to the hungry, and that thou bring the poor that are cast out to thy house; when thou seest the naked, that thou cover him; and that thou hide not thyself from thine own flesh."'
'It would take a good deal of money, certainly,' said Miss Frere, 'to do all that; indeed, I hardly think all the fortunes in the world would be sufficient.'
Pitt made no answer. He sat looking down at the page from which he had been reading.
'Nobody is required to do more than his part of the work,' said Mrs.
Dallas. 'If Pitt will be contented with that'—
'What is my part of it, mother?'
'Why, your share; what you can do properly and comfortably, without any fanaticism of sacrifice.'
'Must I not do all I can?'