His reins were of red leather five or six inches deep , scalloped at the edges , and his high padded saddle with its red girths was held fore and aft by a red leather breastband and crupper . ` Look ! ' said Una , as though Dan were not staring his very eyes out . ` It 's like the picture in your room -- `` Sir Isumbras at the Ford '' . ' The rider turned towards them , and his thin , long face was just as sweet and gentle as that of the knight who carries the children in that picture . ` They should be here now , Sir Richard , ' said Puck 's deep voice among the willow-herb . ` They are here , ' the knight said , and he smiled at Dan with the string of trouts in his hand . ` There seems no great change in boys since mine fished this water . ' ` If your horse has drunk , we shall be more at ease in the Ring , ' said Puck ; and he nodded to the children as though he had never magicked away their memories a week before . The great horse turned and hoisted himself into the pasture with a kick and a scramble that tore the clods down rattling . ` Your pardon ! ' said Sir Richard to Dan . ` When these lands were mine , I never loved that mounted men should cross the brook except by the paved ford . But my Swallow here was thirsty , and I wished to meet you . ' ` We 're very glad you 've come , sir , ' said Dan . ` It does n't matter in the least about the banks . ' He trotted across the pasture on the sword side of the mighty horse , and it was a mighty iron-handled sword that swung from Sir Richard 's belt . Una walked behind with Puck . She remembered everything now . ` I 'm sorry about the Leaves , ' he said , ` but it would never have done if you had gone home and told , would it ? ' '
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