Faith read the story over and over until she really knew it all by heart.  Yes, it was all there, but one difficulty was not over.  She had read with her own eyes the story, but she saw nothing in the sacred words to help her special need--nothing about where Jesus lived now, nothing of how she, Faith, could go to Him, and ask Him to help her to find her little brother.  She had less doubt than ever in her own mind of His perfect willingness to help her--of His perfect power to find Roy again.  But how could she find Him?  In what part of vast London did Jesus live now?