Meadowlark approached Scott after he had dismounted.
"You're riding my pony," she declared in a threatening voice and stood with a hostile hands-on-hips posture face-to-face directly in front of him. He was startled! How to respond to this angry girl?
"Gosh! I wouldn't have ridden the pony if l knew you'd be upset. Your brother, Swallow, said it would be okay."
"Well it's not," she retorted angrily. "No one rides my pony without asking and me saying so."
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