Later on in the season it would be dried up and its place filled with a rank growth of ferns ; but now it was a glimmering placid sheet , round as a saucer and clear as crystal . A ring of slender young birches encircled it and little ferns fringed its margin . `` HOW sweet ! '' said Jane . `` Let us dance around it like wood-nymphs , '' cried Anne , dropping her basket and extending her hands . But the dance was not a success for the ground was boggy and Jane 's rubbers came off . `` You ca n't be a wood-nymph if you have to wear rubbers , '' was her decision . `` Well , we must name this place before we leave it , '' said Anne , yielding to the indisputable logic of facts . `` Everybody suggest a name and we 'll draw lots . Diana ? '' `` Birch Pool , '' suggested Diana promptly . `` Crystal Lake , '' said Jane . Anne , standing behind them , implored Priscilla with her eyes not to perpetrate another such name and Priscilla rose to the occasion with `` Glimmer-glass . '' Anne 's selection was `` The Fairies ' Mirror . '' The names were written on strips of birch bark with a pencil Schoolma'am Jane produced from her pocket , and placed in Anne 's hat . Then Priscilla shut her eyes and drew one . `` Crystal Lake , '' read Jane triumphantly . Crystal Lake it was , and if Anne thought that chance had played the pool a shabby trick she did not say so . Pushing through the undergrowth beyond , the girls came out to the young green seclusion of Mr. Silas Sloane 's back pasture . Across it they found the entrance to a lane striking up through the woods and voted to explore it also .
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