The name given to her had been Clorinda, and from her babyhood she had been as tempestuous as her sisters were mild.
Particularly was I captivated with Clorinda, and all her deeds and bearing.
"Yes, yes," Dolf said, ready to agree with anything in order to get at the heart of Clorinda's mystery.
"I tells yer dar's been somethin' agoing on in dis house," pursued Clorinda.
"Don't come none o' yer furrin lingo over me," said Clorinda, angrily.
