Algy moved to a different position, to get a better view of the tiddlers who were darting in and out of the plants at the edges of the burn. He contemplated jumping into the water to join them, but decided that he was probably quite wet enough already, and it would be almost impossible to get warm and dry again on such a throroughly cold, damp day. So he contented himself with dabbling one foot gently in the burn while he watched the tiny fishes swimming around his toes.

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