And Goldilocks had pulled the bolster of the Middle-sized Bear out of its
place.

"SOMEBODY HAS BEEN LYING IN MY BED!" said the Middle-sized Bear, in his
middle-sized voice.

And when the Little Small Wee Bear came to look at his bed, there was the
bolster in its place; and the pillow in its place upon the bolster; and
upon the pillow was the shining, yellow hair of little Goldilocks!

"SOMEBODY HAS BEEN LYING IN MY BED,--AND HERE SHE IS!" said the Little
Small Wee Bear, in his little, small, wee voice.

Goldilocks had heard in her sleep the great, rough, gruff voice of the
Great Huge Bear; but she was so fast asleep that it was no more to her
than the roaring of wind or the rumbling of thunder. And she had heard the
middle-sized voice of the Middle-sized Bear, but it was only as if she had
heard someone speaking in a dream. But when she heard the little, small,
wee voice of the Little Small Wee Bear, it was so sharp, and so shrill,
that it awakened her at once. Up she started, and when she saw the Three
Bears on one side of the bed, she tumbled herself out at the other, and
ran to the window. Now the window was open, because the Bears, like good,
tidy Bears as they were, always opened their bed-chamber window when they
got up in the morning.

Out little Goldilocks jumped, and ran away home to her mother, as fast as
ever she could.