Ingred, who had been priming herself with local lore, confided details of the occult ceremonial to Quenrede.
"It sounds rather thrillsome!" admitted that damsel doubtfully.

"I'd really like to try it, only the boys would tease me to death.

You know what they are!" "They're going over there to photograph the cromlech.

You'd have time before they come back." "Shall I ?" "Go on!" "Tell me again what to do." "You let your hair down, and walk bareheaded in and out and in and out round all the circle of stones.

Then you put an offering of flowers on that biggest stone--the Giant King, he's called--and throw a pebble into the little pool below.