When the road was at its closest approach to the water, he halted the curricle and climbed out, passing the reins to the groom who’d been riding on the back of the vehicle. He asked Beth, “Would you like to fly like a duck?” “Yes!” “Fly, little duck, fly!” He caught her around the waist and swooped her twice around before setting her on the ground. She squeaked with pleasure. With Jessie, Daniel took more time, gazing into her eyes and clasping her hand warmly as he helped her to the ground. She smiled. “I can see you’re well experienced with small people.” “Practice. When a child has fallen and gashed his head and is bleeding copiously, a certain tact is required.” He reached behind the curricle seat and produced a small canvas bag, then left the groom to walk the horses back and forth to keep them from cooling off. “Now for the ducks!” he announced as he handed the bag to Beth. “There are pieces of bread in here for them and any swans who might come by.”
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