"Come, baby, we must go——"
"Tum on, C-l-e-o, we do now," he cried.
The girl shook her head and turned away.
"Tum on, C-l-e-o!" he cried tenderly.
She waved him a kiss, and the child said excitedly:
"Oh, dad-ee, wait!—wait for C-l-e-o!"
"No, my baby, she can't come with us——"
The little head sank to his shoulder, a sob rose from his heart and he burst into weeping. And through the storm of tears one word only came out clear and soft and plaintive:
"C-l-e-o! C-l-e-o!"
The girl watched them until they reached the gate and then, on a sudden impulse, ran swiftly up, caught the child's hand that hung limply down his father's back, covered it with kisses and cried in cheerful, half-laughing tones: