 What didn't happen on Judy's first encounter with the fountain?
I met you when the whole valley below the big Roulsville dam was threatened by flood and you solved that—” “That,” declared Judy, “was my brother Horace, not me. There was one I used to call the spirit of the fountain, but what she was or how she spoke to me is more than I know. It all began, she finally told them, the summer before they met. Every summer Dr. Bolton and his wife relived it. And every summer Judy went to stay with her grandmother Smeed, who scolded and fussed and tried to pretend she wasn’t glad to have her. In another year she would be summering among the beautiful Thousand Islands and solving a mystery to be known as the Ghost Parade . As Judy wiped it away she noticed that it had fallen on a picture of a fountain. On the lawn a fountain still caught and held rainbows like those she was to see on her honeymoon at Niagara Falls. But the summer Judy found the picture of a fountain and spilled tears on it she had no kitten. She had turned to see her grandmother and to hear her say in her usual abrupt fashion, “Enchanted fountain, indeed! And she went on to tell them how, the very next day, her grandparents had taken her to a fountain exactly like the one in the picture. It was in the center of a deep, circular pool with steps leading up to it. I wasn’t thinking of anybody but me, Judy Bolton, and what I wanted.
 she explored the tower
 she fell asleep  she explored the tower  she made wishes  she tried to find her grandparents