“Oh, isn’t it lovely here!” exclaimed Lucy as she put her lunch down on the grass.
“It’s the nicest place!” agreed Margie. She, too, laid down her package of lunch for a moment to open a thermos bottle of lemonade she had brought.
The girls were about to eat their lunches when a sudden scream from a group of their chums near the falls made them look up.
“Oh, Nellie has fallen in!” some one cried.
Margie and Lucy rushed to the scene of the accident. But it was a very slight one. A little girl, leaning over the edge of the stream to wash her hands, had toppled in. The water was shallow and Mrs. Watson, one of the ladies who had accompanied the girls, soon pulled Nellie out. She was wet but not harmed.
“You must be more careful, my dear,” said Mrs. Watson.
“But I couldn’t help it,” Nellie said. “Something scared me.”
“Something scared you! What?”
“A big animal right across the brook. He looked at me with such big eyes and then I fell in!”
Some of the girls laughed. But Margie and Lucy glanced at one another in a knowing way and Lucy said: