human
What bothers me, mate, he said to the little girl, as they swam toward the great banquet hall where Queen Aquareine awaited them,
gpt
How's that, Cap'n? Why should we be crushed?
human
Why, ev'r'body knows that the deeper you go in the sea the more the water presses agin you, he explained.
gpt
Even the divers in their steel jackets can't stand it very deep down. An' here we be, miles from the top o' the water, I 'spect, an' we don't feel crowded a bit.
human
I know why, answered the child, wisely.
gpt
The water don't touch us, you see. If it did, it might crush us; but it don't. It's always held a little way off from our bodies by the magic of the fairy mermaids.
human
True enough, Trot, declared the sailorman.
gpt
What an idjut I was not to think o' that myself!