Poor little May! She was beginning to pay very dearly for her "enjoyment," as many another does who attempts to snatch what is not given! Oh, how weary she was—how cold! How forlorn! Thoughts of her mother began to fill her mind, and her conscience pricked her that, although she had carried out the letter of her mother's directions, she had broken the spirit of them. She buried her face on her knees, and began to cry, and cried long and hopelessly, till she seemed to have no tears left. But at last, as she began to grow quieter, in a kind of resignation to meet her fate, sleep came down upon her heavy eyelids, and she forgot for a little while that she was lost. CHAPTER VII. VOICES IN THE FOREST. MEANWHILE the children had gone home, only to find no May there, while nurse and Lucia still searched and searched fruitlessly. At last they thought that perhaps the little girl had also gone home, and so they set out to see, Lucia hardly bearing to tear herself away from the forest, lest the child should be there after all. But no May was at home; and now what was to be done? Evan and Mrs. Giah had prepared tea. And after snatching a few hasty mouthfuls, it was decided that the whole party should go back again and look anew, Mrs. Giah promising to communicate with the cottagers near, and beg them to help too. What Lucia and nurse passed through in those hours only those know who have had a lost child. Lucia had found time to fly up to her room, and had thrown herself on her knees, asking with earnest supplication that May might be preserved, and that they might be led to her. And when she came down, and they all started together, nurse was surprised at the quiet calmness which shone in her face. "Why, Miss Lucia," she said, "one would think Miss May was found, to look at you." "God knows where she is," answered Lucia softly, "and I have asked Him to show us." Nurse shook her head gloomily. She had not an ever-present help to go to, and could not share Lucia's trust. The children were told to keep in sight of the road which ran through the forest and led finally to their cottage, while nurse and Lucia searched among the trees, calling till their voices were hoarse, and watching the sun go down with hearts that sank too—at any rate nurse's did. As to Lucia, she kept on saying to herself, "God knows where she is," and so went on with renewed strength. 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?