"Rich, too, Aunt Faith. It is very easy to be generous when one is rich," said Sibyl, with a shade of bitterness in her tone. "Riches are comparative, Sibyl. Mrs. Chase is rich, but she has very many depending upon her assistance." "Mr. Leslie had no right to make such a demand of me," said Sibyl, after a pause. "Perhaps he thought you had given him the right to guide you," said Aunt Faith. "I have never given him any right," said Sibyl, hastily. "I presume he thinks I am a selfish, hard-hearted creature," she added in another tone. "He thinks more highly of you than your own aunt did, Sibyl; he said so himself. He believes, or has believed, firmly in the purity of your religious faith and firm principle. I have several times been surprised to see how sure he was of you." "He asked too much," said Sibyl; "he is too severe with me." "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." "Will they be any the less annoying without His aid, dear?" "They will be less annoying if people are rich, Aunt Faith." "Some of the most unhappy women I have ever known, have been rich, Sibyl." "But I would not be one of those, aunt. I would be rich and happy at the same time." "If you could, my dear. But wealth brings with it its own troubles; sometimes in the shape of the donor; I trust you would not marry for money?" "Not for money alone, aunt. But I see no reason why a rich man might not be loved for himself as well as a poor man. It does not follow that because a man is rich he must therefore be selfish or ill-tempered." "Certainly not, my dear; but we will not discuss it any longer, at present. You are young, and I wish you to understand yourself thoroughly. Take no rash steps, and remember that wealth is as nothing compared to a true heart, and that this world's best treasures are perishable, while religious faith abides with us through life and death into eternity."