Flo's gone an' went an' done what I swore on." "Who ?" whispered Carley, and the query was a terrible blade piercing her heart.
"Now who'd you reckon on ?" asked Charley, with his slow grin.
Carley's lips were mute.
"Wal, it was your old beau thet you wouldn't have," returned Charley, as he gathered up his long frame, evidently to leave.

"Kilbourne! He an' Flo came back from the Tonto all hitched up.".