"Aye, well, a Kraken be a sort of squid-shaped sea beastie. 'Tis the size of an island, and the stories do say it can drag down even the doughtiest ship to the depths of Davy Jones' locker. Tennyson wrote a poem about it sleepin' and only risin' from the sea at the end of th' world, an' Jules Verne 'ad somethin' like it in one of his books. Which I don't expect ye've read, but me brothers thought rare an' excitin'."

"Now heave to an' let me show ye what I've brought ye out of me bung-hole." Suspecting that this might not be entirely clear ("Bung-hole" meant "ship's larder." What?) she indicated the food.