"Perhaps you are right, Georgina. You know far more about the health of children than I." He said, taking the silver lids from their platters and allowing the scent of carefully roasted meats and vegetables fill the air. "A little wading could not harm him, if he took the proper precautions. I shall instruct Father St. John fully, of course." He paused, "Forgive me, Georgina, I have been rude. How is Katherine faring? And Miles?"