At last little May heard in her dreams the sound of loved voices calling her name.
She turned round with a start, and was wide awake all in a moment.
Could it be? Could it? Then in one instant she heard Evan say, "Perhaps she's up this hill." And then Queenie's sweet little head came in view over the top, and she was found.
Evan took her hand without a word, and led her back to the road, which was close to them. Had not Lucia enjoined him not to scold his poor little sister, for had she not been punished enough already?
Then they all walked soberly home in the twilight, Evan sending forth many a shrill sound from his whistle, which echoed back through the trees as the agreed signal that all was well.
Nurse heard it, and hurried towards home.
Lucia heard it, and her heart sent up its grateful praise for the answered prayer.
"My Father did know," she said joyfully.
May was found, and now the seekers began to realize that they were tired out.
Slowly and wearily they all made their way back to the cottage.