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            When Alexander returned, she stood there,     innocently smiling.  He looked suspiciously at her, so she     realized it wasn’t smart of her to be smiling, since she     never smiled at him.  She tried to transform back to her     usual scowl, but it was painfully hard with the secret     locked in her heart.            Soon they were off.  The day was hot, but the trail     through the shady forest was quite pleasant.  The path     snaked steeply upward at times, and the horses strained     under their loads.  Alexander’s horse, Lady, was a     beautiful, silver mare.  He liked to talk about her.  He had     trained her himself from the time she was a young filly.     She seemed as fond of him as he was of her, and she would     nuzzle him for the treats he always carried for her.            Her own horse, Rusty, was a gentle, but strong, roan     gelding.  Alexander said he had chosen that horse for her     because of his steady gate and calm spirit.            They plodded silently along.  The first few times     Alexander had taken her riding, he had attempted to make     conversation, but her constant, venomous remarks had     soon discouraged him.  She had informed him that she     wished he was totally out of her life.  For a moment the     smile was gone from his face, and his eyes betrayed a hurt     that made her wish she had never said it.  But he still just     acted the gentleman, and she kept hating him even more.     Strangely, though, the silence nagged at her, and she     wished he would talk to her again.            As the sun mounted in the sky, the secret she carried                                       36
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