Sticks and mud—and—what is that?
Something alive, surely.
Let us put some clean water in the cup and examine what we have found.
My! my! what a queer little thing!
Ah, I know now, but I do not think you could ever, ever guess, not if you tried a week.
It is a young dragon fly!
It does not look much like its shiny-winged parents.
It looks like I don't know what, with a face like—well, when you look right in front of it, like a pug dog.
Queer! Well, I should think so! What is that, Amy? Am I sure it is a dragon fly?