It was Hester who had seen her last when she had said goodbye to a friend at the hall door and that was at eleven o'clock in the morning. Now, it was one o'clock in the afternoon, and Sarah was nowhere to be found. Not in the nursery, not in any of the bedrooms, not upstairs, not downstairs; every hole and corner much too small to hide, Sarah was thoroughly searched for. Little Diana was worried because it was dreadful to think of Sarah out alone in the noisy city, where she knew no one and no one would know her, where she could get confused and lose her way. It made it all the more sad to remember that Sarah could not speak.