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Posco's heart ached with love for the young lass before him, and the cheek she had kissed burned like fire. Her hands were still in his, and his love was great enough to make him bold, and he did kiss her hands, after all his thinking he would not. Fervently he kissed them, and then he released them and climbed off the tree. He could see her following, and with a wave and a smile he called, "Come, now, Lily! Let's first go to the stable to see if our ponies are well, for mine is there also, and then we will go to the Inn. I have not eaten yet today."
Together they went to the stable, and each to their own ponies. They said nothing to one another, but they smiled, almost shyly, across the stable floor. Posco's pony nickered and nudged at him. Posco called across the stable to Lily, "Would you like to go for a ride after luncheon? My pony is anxious to go out. And... and I would be more than honoured if you would ride with me again."
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