"What have you done to yourself?" cried Nullor.
"I? Nothing. What are you looking at?"
Nullor pointed a shaking forefinger at her body, and looking down, Yillin uttered a bewildered cry. No longer was she smooth-skinned and black. Her body and legs were thickly covered with shining scales, so that she gleamed like silver.
"Her body and legs were thickly covered with shining scales,
so that she gleamed like silver."
"It is the water!" she stammered. "It must be!"
"Does it feel pleasant?" inquired Nullor. "It looks quite beautiful."
"I do not feel anything at all," Yillin answered. "But it certainly does look well." She gazed at her shining self with interest, and turned round so that the others might see if her back were similarly ornamented. It was, and the other girls grew a little jealous.
"Jump in, and see if the Magic will come upon you, too," cried Yillin.