Montana oil and mining journal. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1931-1953, 1937-12-25
Sentimental Streak

Glyn-David merely nodded coldly
turned deaf ear, and walked stralgh
out. Mereoiths only consolation. dur.
ing these dark days, was his continued
success at cards. He found a couple q
slrreptitious poker clubs, and beforl
they finally closed their doors to hin
did very well indeed
Camilla meanwhile was on strike
She had found 8 lonely Australian. anc
though stin occupying the same hote
as her more logged partner, saw every
little Of him One evening, however, a.
she was in her room changing fol
dinner Meredith stalked in with SC
marked an air Of triumph that she
! forgot to rebuke him for emitting t.
, knock.
ITS all right, he announced I'm
Camilla pushed over the cigarets and
lit a match for him.
Splendid. darlingl" she purred. 4
knew you'd pun it off knew you'd
do much better by YOURSELF That's
why I've been keeping out Of the way
Meredith looked at her without ran
cor. They had always seen through each
other and probably always would, but
her quick change of front was at least
flattering. She was pretty, too, as she
bent solicitiously over him, the flame
OF the match lighting two small candles
in her wide admiring eyes 49,.
"Well?" said Camilla impatiently.
! Don't you mean to tell me?"
He's going to Wales!"
ITO Wales? What's that got to do
with us2"
Don't you seer He's going home
| He Is getting sentimental"
Camilla took out cigaret and used
the match for herself. Her interest had
faded.
sentimental she repeated with
scorn. "You ought to have heard him
on the boat. Full moon, band playing
waltzes, and his telling me how to use
up yesterdays fish. don't often come
up against one then"
But this is different" explained
Meredith patiently. Tits Home
Town Boy Makes Good, it's the return
Of the barefoot wanderer. Don't you
see that that potty little village Is the
one place on earth where Glyn-Dav1d
will want to show off? Where he won't
dare to be mean? And I've more to go
on still. In the first place. he's going
up at his own expense"
There's something in that" admit
ted Camilla.
d and in the second, I overheard
him talking to Lord Relton in the Sa- /
Wy kA1Als 4 Was ~ Tic AACAt ldtJACs AAI
said he was going to have look for !
the cottage where he'd lived as boy. /
Relton said Looking for a place to /
settle down in, Ell? I suppose you'll 1
buy 1t and turn it into a stately
home?'"
And what did Glyn-David say9"
Nothing. He shut up like a clam.
But he's leaving for Penrhyndeudraeth
tomorrow. I shall go down tonight"
Camilla thought.
"You realize that by this time your
face must be pretty familiar?"
ct don't care If 1t is. This isn't going
to be a confidence trick, it's going to
be a plain business deal-on which
happen to have advance information.
ut sounds to me as though youn
want some cash as well, said Camilla,
still thinking.
(which I have" retorted Meredith
IT mayn't have cut much ice with
Glyn-David, but there's more than one
mug in London. Anyway, I'm not asking
you to come; / shall go down tonight,
and can't be away longer than a
week, because he's booked his berth Tor
But Camilla had by this time come
to the end of her reflections. Her Aus
tralian too had booked his passage,
and she felt that If Meredith were
really on to a good thing 1t would be
as well to keep as close to him as pos
@Oh' I'll stand by" she said kindly.
I'll join you tomorrow"
Despite his half-day's start Mere
nth was still uncertain, by the time
Camilla and Glyn-Dayid arrived, as TO
which exact cottage, IN the tiny hamlet r
outside Penrhyndeudraeth, had been
he great mans cradle.
1t appeared that Glyn-David, like
,he prophets of old, had no honor In ,
mis- own country; even the Oldest IN !
nabitant remembered no more than
that Glyn-David had once been a local
name. It's total disappearance ne pnllo- I
;ophically put down to either death or
and seemed TO regard both :
'ates in much the same light.
every well" said Meredith impa-
iently, "can you tell me which cottages
we're standing more than 40 years ago" ,
That was easier, for local authority
mad recently been busy, and Of tne {
original gray stone dwellings only q
handful remained Three of them stood !
n a row at the top Of the main street :
our more were scattered over the hill
Tide itself, and all seven we're still IN G
he possession Of their occupierS. Con- q
iderably encouraged by this fact Glyn- =
David ct least would know his own \
iHbuRldCGs N1ciCOtbAl WCAAt ASrSSA w S@@A Fl
lyndeudraeth TO meet the afternoon T
rain.
"Wen?" said Camilla at once. Have
Tou got it?" m :
mo, Of course not" replied Meredith +
lightly. Il don't put down good money III
III I'm dead sure. Is he here?"
Camilla nodded toward q carriage
urther UP the1 train, whence Glyn-
David was even then descending. He
arried a small Gladstone bag, which
le refused to give up to the porter
nd without a glance to right or left III
Talked briskly toward the exit. From
lis demeanor he might have been us
ng that station every day for the last
0 years. III
aThe wanderer returnsl" declared
camilla sardonically. HI
Meredith said nothing but picked up