"Good-bye," answered Cardo, taking the proffered hand in a firm, warm grasp. "Will we meet again soon?" he said, dropping it reluctantly.
"No, I think," said Valmai, as she began the steep path up the hill.
Cardo stood a moment looking after her, and as she turned to look back, he called out:
"Yes, I hope."
She waved her hand, and disappeared behind a broom bush.
"Valmai! Valmai!" he said, as he tramped off in the opposite direction. "Yes, she is Valmai!" [2]
[1] "A pure Welshman." A favourite expression in Wales.
[2] "Like May."