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“Well, you haven’t heard of much, then,” said the Calf. “I suppose you haven’t even heard of dry champagne?”

“Oh yes, I have,” said Girlie, “and often wondered what it meant.”

“Very well, then, this is dry water; it’s the same sort of thing,” said the Calf. “Step in, and you will see; you needn’t be afraid; make haste.”

After a little hesitation, Girlie walked to the edge of the water, and, before she could realise what had happened, she felt herself pushed “splash” into the pond by the Fish, who had followed closely behind her. Strangely enough, she did not feel frightened, but only very indignant, when she found herself sinking rapidly through the water.

“Dear me! I wonder how long I shall be reaching the bottom,” she thought: “it seems to be getting very dark, so I suppose that I must be a good way down by this time.”

She hadn’t time to speculate much longer, however, for she suddenly found herself stopping before a barrier at an underground station. A ticket porter was holding out his hand.