By now I was desperate. How could I get rid of Mad Mick and his stupid yellow probe before he blocked my lovely cave? For a few days I was very depressed, but they didn't come back. I suppose I had frightened them.

And then, a week later, help arrived. It was six o'clock in the morning and I had decided to go for swim down the lake. It was foggy and misty and the mountains looked very black against the pale blue sky. I swam towards the town of Invermoriston but got out of the water on the other side of the lake. I sat down to rest on the little beach. It was very quiet, and all I could hear was the gentle sound of the water.
Suddenly a voice said, 'Hello'.
I nearly jumped out of my skin!!

Who is it? Is it Mad Mick?

I looked round, and there was a small boy with brown hair and a red face. 'Hello, I'm Robbie,' he said.
I wasn't scared because Robbie wasn't scared! So I said, 'Pleased to meet you.'
'Who are you?' he said.
'I'm Nessie, the Monster of the Loch.'
'Oh yes, I've heard of you. Where do you live?'
So I told him about my lovely comfortable cave and Mad Mick's efforts to destroy my front door.
'No problem,' said Robbie. 'I've got an idea!'

Robbie has got an idea. What is it?

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