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perfectly still, excepting when we moved them our- 

 selves. It seemed to me that they were always 

 going to keep still when suddenly Lucy's twig began 

 t6 tremble, and the long, straight end turned in 

 toward her, while the forked pieces that she held 

 in her hands tried to turn outward. It looked as 

 if the twig were trying to turn a somersault. 



Lucy was frightened, and although she tried to 

 bend the twig back, it had a way of turning and 

 pointing by itself. 



" There's water under here," Tommy said. 



" It's gold," Philip said. 



Lucy felt sure it was water, and as hers was the 

 only twig that had trembled, we thought she knew 

 best. 



" It's mostly when people want to dig wells 

 that they like to see the Witch-hazel tremble," 

 Tommy said. 



" We don't want to do that," Kate Hood said. 

 "Why should we wait here any longer? My 

 hands are cold." 



We went back on the road then. Farther along 

 we saw the Virginia Creeper vine spreading over 

 the wall. It looked very beautiful, for its leaves 

 had turned a deep wine color, and its blue 

 berries were covered with a white mist. Some chil- 

 dren mistake its leaves for Poison Ivy, although 

 they could never do this if they looked at them 

 sharply. They are something the shape of maple 

 leaves, while those of Poison Ivy have three oval 



