So she sat down again and stared at him.
Perhaps he would go away when he found he could not entice her.

He did not move, but kept playing on his curious instrument.

Perhaps, by returning into the hollow, she could make a circuit, and so pass him, lower down the hill.

She rose at once and ran.
Now Gibbie had seen her long before she saw him, but, from experience, was afraid of frightening her.

He had therefore drawn gradually near, and sat as if unaware of her presence.