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‘R-r-really?’ stuttered the little girl,

suddenly not giggling any more, and

she stuffed her hands into her pockets

for safekeeping.

‘Nah, jus’ pulling ya legs!’ chuckled the

captain, and the little girl glanced down

at her legs, looking like she wished she

had somewhere to hide them too.

The captain undid the rope that was

keeping the boat tied to Mogden Pier

and started fiddling with the motor.

He grabbed a handle with his two

fingers and gave it a tug, and the

ferry started blowing off, little clouds

of smoke floating out of its bum.

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