In the evening, when they were sitting hand in hand at the entrance of the cave, the little maiden suddenly said,—
"How long have you been here?"
"I do not know," said the Child, looking up at her in surprise. "Always, I suppose!"
"But I think I know," said the maiden. "You are my little younger brother who was lost so long ago. I am sure you are!" she added; "for whenever I look at you, my mother's eyes seem looking at me through yours."
And the children hugged each other close, and laughed and wept together. And the happy Child was long in falling asleep that night, for he had found a sister, and he had learned the blessed Name, and he knew there was One watching over them always, and loving them dearly.
CHAPTER III.
The Child awoke happier than ever, and began to prepare a feast for his little sister; but when he had finished, and stood in the entrance of the cave looking toward the sea, a cold shudder crept over him. Now the waves were sparkling and laughing, and he knew that thousands of happy creatures were busy amongst them; but he could not forget the storm and the wailing voices, for he thought of the tender mother whose kind eyes might have smiled on him, who was lying there. So he turned from the sea, but he could not turn from the thought. And as they were walking again by the green path into the wood, at length he ventured to say,—
"Sister, was our mother with you on that stormy night?"
"Yes," she said, very sorrowfully; "we were all in the ship together."
"Then," he said, "if God could take care of you, may He not have taken care of her, and be bringing her to us?"