As things turned out they need hardly have bothered， for by this time the Dawn Treader was gliding over a part of the sea which seemed to be uninhabited. No one except Lucy saw anything more of the People， and even she had only one short glimpse. All morning on the following day they sailed in fairly shallow water and the bottom was weedy. Just before midday Lucy saw a large shoal of fishes grazing on the weed. They were all eating steadily and all moving in the same direction. “Just like a flock of sheep，” thought Lucy. Suddenly she saw a little Sea Girl of about her own age in the middle of them.a quiet， lonely.looking girl with a sort of crook in her hand. Lucy felt sure that this girl must be a shepherdess.or perhaps a fish.herdess.and that the shoal was really a flock at pasture. Both the fishes and the girl were quite close to the surface. And just as the girl， gliding in the shallow water， and Lucy， leaning over the bulwark， came opposite to one another， the girl looked up and stared straight into Lucy’s face. Neither could speak to the other and in a moment the Sea Girl dropped astern. But Lucy will never forget her face. It did not look frightened or angry like those of the other Sea People. Lucy had liked that girl and she felt certain the girl had liked her. In thatne moment they had somehow become friends. There oes not seem to be much chance of their meeting again in hat world or any other. But if ever they do they will rush ogether with their hands held out.
