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Lily took his arm gratefully, replying, "A walk would be just the thing. Thank you for asking." Her voice was a good deal more composed that she was at the moment. The heat was going out of her face, but her thoughts were still frantic. How much did he see? Oh, dear, I thought no one was nearby... Posco said nothing of it, and she began to hope that he had only seen her going up to the inn. She was calming down as they walked though, and she was comforted by his presence. It was exactly what Lily had wanted, and neither of them said anything for a while. Then Lily knew she must say something soon, for if she waited too long it would be time to go back inside and she might not have another chance.
“Posco?” she said softly. Her heart was hammering; she wondered how it was possible that he could not hear it. Seeming to sense her mood, Posco replied in kind. “Yes, Lily?” She looked over at him, and saw that he too was watching her expectantly. It’s not too late, you can say something else, she thought, and promptly dashed it. It was now or never. She whispered, “I love you.”
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