It babbled with such delicious coolness between its ferns.

The mossy pathway gleamed emerald green.

Surely there was no need for haste! She could afford to give herself five minutes in her paradise.

Violet certainly would not be ready yet.
She sat down therefore on the edge of the stream, and gave herself up to the full enjoyment of her surroundings.

An immense green dragon-fly whirred past her and shot away into the shadows.