clo tricked O'Reilly, and stole from him, and yet—I think she bewitched him.
"There's a good deal in clo's," thought Tom, philosophically.
clo was thankful that she had disposed of her veil, and was sitting on the cloak.
clo did feel very weak, not from fatigue, but from excitement.
They had paused in front of their own door, and were talking in low tones—about her, clo was sure!
"Then that's all," said clo, Beverley's dollar bill in her hand.
Then, that Sunday, when clo and I went out in the motor, a man was waiting for me in the street.
"I was afraid you'd fainted," she said when clo arrived at last.
The cloak, made for a taller figure than clo's, came nearly to her feet, and holding it together the white dress became invisible.
clo could have sung for joy as Sister Lake bade her "good-bye for an hour."