"I'm over three months old.
You're a mere baby, Sea Horse." "I'm not!" cried the Sea Horse excitedly.

"I'm full-grown and may live to be as old as you are!" "Not if I keep on living," said the Starfish calmly, and Trot knew he was correct in his statement.
The little girl now noticed several sea spiders creeping around and drew back because she did not think them very pretty.

They were shaped not unlike the starfishes, but had slender legs and big heads with wicked-looking eyes sticking out of them.
"Oh, I don't like those things!" said Trot, coming closer to her companions.
"You don't, eh ?" said a big Sea Spider in a cross voice.

"Why do you come around here, then, scaring away my dinner when you're not wanted ?" "It isn't YOUR ocean," replied Trot.
"No, and it isn't yours," snapped the Spider.

"But as it's big enough for us both, I'd like you to go away." "So we will," said Aquareine gently, and at once she moved toward the surface of the water.