Moreover, at least a dozen girls had come running up and were claiming their chief's attention.

In a species of triumphant procession Mrs.Arnold was escorted into the glade and installed on her throne of state, a seat made of logs and decorated with ferns.

Everyone clustered round to welcome her, and for the moment she was the centre of an enthusiastic crowd.

Ulyth followed more slowly.

She was feeling disturbed and put out.