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“Let me think …” says Ilvie, pacing up and down. “What could she have meant, that old woman? The secret is to look at the pictures of the past …”

Theo puts the sextant back into the wooden chest and scratches his head thoughtfully. All of this is simply too much for his little monkey brain. And furthermore, it has been a long while since he’s eaten a strawberry cupcake, so his stomach is grumbling loudly. ‘For my part, I think we’ve heard enough of all this nonsense!’ twinkles the little monkey grumpily. ‘I’m going back up on deck to get my knapsack and I’m going to gobble down one of those good strawberry cupcakes—right now!’ And with that, the little monkey hops down off the table.

Leonie grins and Ilvie laughs out loud. Theo looks so funny hopping over the planks in the library with both hands on his butt.

‘Yeah, yeah, go ahead and laugh,’ twinkles Theo with annoyance. ‘Don’t worry about me hopping around here with my butt hurting more than anyone can imagine!’

Offended, Theo looks at the floor, where the contents of the box lie strewn about. ‘Bah!’ he twinkles angrily. ‘Stupid old pictures!’