"Why, father," said Bobby, "you cannot make bread and horses cannot make bread."
"I did not say we were going to make it alone," said father. "I said we were going to help."
"Mother makes the bread. She makes it in the kitchen," said Bobby.
"But we are going to help," said father.
"Can Prince and Daisy come into the kitchen?" asked Bobby.
"No, they will not come into the kitchen," said father. "They truly will help, though. Would you like to see them?"
"Yes," said Bobby. "That would be fun."
"Come down to the field below the barn with me," said father.
So Bobby ran along beside father down the lane to the Old Red Barn.
Father harnessed Prince and Daisy, drove them to the field below the barn and hitched them to a tool with a shiny steel point.