"But she is another one that wants the Bible read to her, Mr. Richmond. She lives just across the way; I found her out by going to borrow a tea-kettle."
"You borrowed your tea-kettle?"
"Yes, sir. Mrs. Eldridge has none. She has almost nothing, and as she says, there is nobody that cares."
"Well, that will not do," said the minister. "We must see about getting a kettle for her."
"Then, Mr. Richmond, Mrs. Rogers is a third opportunity. She has been sick a-bed for five years, and there is not a Bible in the house."
"There are opportunities starting up on every side, as soon as we are ready for them," said the minister.
"But Mr. Richmond—I am afraid,—I am not ready for them."
"Why so, my dear child? I thought you were."
"I am afraid I was sorry when I found out about Mrs. Rogers."
"Why were you sorry?"