Then I went on gladly till I reached a dell through which the water ran softly, sometimes whispering and sometimes talking out loud.
Here the trail of the cattle was broad: they had broken down the ferns with their feet and trampled the grass.

Presently I came to a pool.

I knew it--it was the pool my snake had shown me.

And there at the edge of the pool floated the drowned ox, its foot caught in a forked root.

All was just as I had seen it in my heart.
I stepped forward and looked round.