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“
That
”
was
a
shallow
woodland
pool
in
the
center
of
a
little
open
glade
where
the
path
ended
.
Later
on
in
the
season
it
would
be
dried
up
and
its
place
filled
with
a
rank
growth
of
ferns
;
but
now
it
was
a
glimmering
placid
sheet
,
round
as
a
saucer
and
clear
as
crystal
.
A
ring
of
slender
young
birches
encircled
it
and
little
ferns
fringed
its
margin
.
“
HOW
sweet
!
”
said
Jane
.
“
Let
us
dance
around
it
like
wood
-
nymphs
,
”
cried
Anne
,
dropping
her
basket
and
extending
her
hands
.
But
the
dance
was
not
a
success
for
the
ground
was
boggy
and
Jane
’
s
rubbers
came
off
.
“
You
can
’
t
be
a
wood
-
nymph
if
you
have
to
wear
rubbers
,
”
was
her
decision
.
“
Well
,
we
must
name
this
place
before
we
leave
it
,
”
said
Anne
,
yielding
to
the
indisputable
logic
of
facts
.
“
Everybody
suggest
a
name
and
we
’
ll
draw
lots
.
Diana
?
”
“
Birch
Pool
,
”
suggested
Diana
promptly
.
“
Crystal
Lake
,
”
said
Jane
.
Anne
,
standing
behind
them
,
implored
Priscilla
with
her
eyes
not
to
perpetrate
another
such
name
and
Priscilla
rose
to
the
occasion
with
“
Glimmer
-
glass
.
”
Anne
’
s
selection
was
“
The
Fairies
’
Mirror
.
”
The
names
were
written
on
strips
of
birch
bark
with
a
pencil
Schoolma
’
am
Jane
produced
from
her
pocket
,
and
placed
in
Anne
’
s
hat
.
Then
Priscilla
shut
her
eyes
and
drew
one
.
“
Crystal
Lake
,
”
read
Jane
triumphantly
.
Crystal
Lake
it
was
,
and
if
Anne
thought
that
chance
had
played
the
pool
a
shabby
trick
she
did
not
say
so
.
