We did everything we could to trace her , but we never could . We 've never heard from her since , and it is fifteen years ago . Sometimes I am afraid she is dead , but then again I feel sure she is n't . Oh , Camilla , if I could only find my poor child and bring her home ! `` This was her room . And when she went away I made up my mind I would keep it for her just as she left it , and I have up to now . Nobody has ever been inside the door but myself . I 've always hoped that Missy would come home , and I would lead her up here and say , ` Missy , here is your room just as you left it , and here is your place in your mother 's heart just as you left it , ' But she never came . I 'm afraid she never will . '' Mrs. Falconer dropped her face in her hands and sobbed softly . Camilla came over to her and put her arms about her . `` I think she will , '' she said . `` I think -- I am sure your love and prayers will bring Missy home yet . And I understand how good you have been in giving me her room -- oh , I know what it must have cost you ! I will pray tonight that God will bring Missy back to you . '' When Mrs. Falconer returned to the kitchen to close the house for the night , her husband being already sound asleep ; she heard a low , timid knock at the door . Wondering who it could be so late , she opened it . The light fell on a shrinking , shabby figure on the step , and on a pale , pinched face in which only a mother could have recognized the features of her child . Mrs. Falconer gave a cry . `` Missy !
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