Lily laughed. "Oh, now I know you're trying to flatter me," she said, shaking her head. "Those aren't words that anybody I know would use." She twisted her fingers in the furry muff, studying this interesting stranger. Why on earth would he want to meet her?
"I wasn't ever crazy about the ponies. They'd be fun to ride, I guess, if you were little, but they smell. I'd much rather a broomstick. Do you ride? I mean, bigger horses than those?"