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He heard a trembling voice behind him, a female voice. "Yes, m'dear?" he asked kindly. Oh, another one that was afraid. He didn't really understand this. Hadn't any of them been in a boat before? "Well if yeh get ou' now yeh'll be in the middle o' the lake, which I think is wha' yeh're tryin' ter avoid," he said, trying to speak logic into this fear. "I won' let anythin' happen to yeh, don' worry. An' neither will our squid, Bartholomew Henry. He's been known ter help put students back in th' boat if they fall out. He's right friendly, yeh see."
Oh. She didn't reply. Well that made sense. And that way, it was even more likely she'd be eaten by that squid. Boats were horrible and sickening and mean and scary. Which was not a good combination, especially to Ivy, an easily-scared little girl. Why were her brothers the brave ones? It so wasn't fair. He was a good squid? Awesome. Maybe one day he'd let her pet him. One day. If he didn't bite her hand off before she got the chance. Ivy now felt reassured a little. Even if she fell, the squid
probably wouldn't eat her and may even put her back in. Good. "
Thank you," she muttered.