Pip froze. He tried again. "Quack—preep. Quack preep."
Then one small duckling—the one who’d laughed loudest—opened her beak and said softly: "Quack… ding." quack preep
It was as if his voice had split in two: the first half was a proper duck’s quack, but the second half was a tiny, squeaky preep , like a chick that had swallowed a whistle. Pip froze
