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By the time they arrive at the top, Leonie has disappeared.

“Leonie!” cries Ilvie anxiously. “Leonie, where are you?”

“I’m under here!” she hears from deep inside the ship’s belly. “You just have to go through the cabin door and climb down the steps!”

‘Waaahhh, it’s dark and dusty; I’m definitely not going in there!’ twinkles Theo with disgust. ‘Yuck!’

‘Come on, Theo, I’ll hold your hand,’ twinkles Ilvie, who has already climbed halfway down the stairs.

“Wow! It’s cool down here!” she cries with amazement when she reaches the end of the stairs and can look around the inside of the boat. Only a little light comes through the dust-streaked portholes on the sides. The old ­wooden ­floor, the furniture, and even the walls are covered in a thick layer of dust, but Ilvie can clearly see that the Anastasia is a beautiful, precious old wooden ship.

“Come on, take a look over here,” Ilvie hears a voice from the semi-­darkness. Slowly, she feels her way along.

“Where are you? I don’t see you!” asks Ilvie while searching her way ­carefully.