Lorna focussed the telescope. 'It's like nothing I have seen before.' She said. 'It's a statue of something, squat. It's ugly, misshapen,' she handed over the telescope. 'See if you can do any better.'
Margaret took the telescope. 'It's a statue of some sort, but I can't make out any more than that. It seems to be fixed here, like some Catholic idol.'
'I doubt its Catholic,' Lorna said wryly. 'Listen!'
'We have this power,' Miss Appleton pointed to the statue. 'It has always been known that we have this power. Our Celtic ancestors celebrated it, as we see here.' She stepped aside so her girls could have a clear view of the statue.
'What is that thing?' Margaret muttered. 'I know what it looks like, but I can't be correct.'
'What do you think it looks like?'
'Something I would never s
