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. Lucia's first feeling after her thankfulness, had been one of vexation that May could have been so naughty, but ere it reached her lips she was stopped by the remembrance that "all we like sheep have gone astray," and the thought softened her heart towards her little sister, and enabled her to go over to her side and take her hand in hers. May gave one glance of surprise, and then nestled against her very softly. "We must talk about it, dear, when we get back," said Lucia; "just now I am so thankful that you are safe, and we are all so tired—" "I know," murmured May humbly. "I never meant to be naughty." But when they had got home, and had eaten their tea, and had been put to bed by nurse and Lucia together, May ventured to draw her sister close, and whisper— "I wanted you to talk to me. You said mother would have been very grieved if she knew I had been so naughty." "So I did, May; but mother would forgive you I know, if you are sorry." Lucia sat down on the edge of the bed, and May climbed up into her arms, resting on her shoulder ever so lovingly. "You see, May," said Lucia gently, "I am afraid that your being so fond of doing something different from the others led you to be disobedient. You knew you were none of you to go away from the rest." "It wasn't that exactly," whispered May humbly. "What was it then?" "I wanted to see the Queen." Lucia paused. Could she call that any harm, she who loved the Queen so dearly? "But we must not do wrong, even for a right and nice purpose," she said slowly. "Was it wrong?" "Yes, it was disobedient; that's where the wrong was, May. Oh, May, I do want you to think of pleasing Jesus our Saviour more than anything! Did you think of whether He would like you to do it?" "No," said May, shaking her head, "I never do think of that." Lucia was silent a moment. "Would you not like to?" she said at last. May nodded. "It's because you've been so kind," she said, squeezing her sister very tight. "I am sorry now. And, Lucia—" "Yes, dear?" "I said what wasn't quite true—twice." "Did you, dear?" "Yes; I told the others I was only going over there; and so I was, and yet it wasn't quite true, because I meant to go a good way, you see!" "Yes, I see that. Satan is so glad to trip us up like that. He assures us it is true, and then he mocks us by reminding us it was not." May nodded again, and then went on—