Then they, too, grinned broadly, for it was impossible to resist so good-humoured an intruder.

She held her head high and walked like a queen, till a turn of the water hid her.

"It's a wumman," gasped the smaller boy.

"And she's terrible bonny," commented the more critical brother.

Then the two fell again to the quest of the great trout.
Meanwhile the girl pursued her way till she came to a fall where the bank needed warier climbing.