GUINEVERE THE MYSTERIOUS 143 



little; but as a whole, they merely sagged and 

 drifted like some extraneous things entangled in 

 the body. 



Smoothly and gracefully Guinevere moved 

 about the aquarium. Her gills lifted and closed 

 rhythmically twice as slowly as compared with 

 the three or four times every second of her 

 breathless young tadpolehood. Several times on 

 the fourteenth day, she came quietly to the sur- 

 face for a gulp of air. 



Looking at her from above, two little bulges 

 were visible on either side of the body the en- 

 sheathed elbows pressing outward. Twice, when 

 she lurched forward in alarm, I saw these front 

 limbs jerk spasmodically; and when she was rest- 

 ing quietly, they rubbed and pushed impatiently 

 against their mittened tissue. 



And now began a restless shifting, a slow, 

 strange dance in mid-water, wholly unlike any 

 movement of her smaller companions; up and 

 down, slowly revolving on oblique planes, with 

 rhythmical turns and sinkings this continued 

 for an hour, when I was called for lunch. And 

 as if to punish me for this material digression 

 and desertion, when I returned, in half an hour, 

 the miracle had happened. 



