ARTHUR AT DOLGOCH
The Tallylyn is not a line noted for its predictability, after all it was originally built to serve the slate quarries but wandering sheep and various other random rural events make a train ride an adventure.
Neither Arthur nor myself wanted to discuss business until we were unencumbered by curious ears, besides I wasn't sure why we were meeting to discuss what? I assumed he needed my services but it might be that he was here to point out some problem facing us, normal people.
We detrained at Dolgoch from whence a footpath leads to my lair and that is a comical term that my secretary applied after her first visit in high heels with the predictable result. Bloody women! Who in their right mind goes off road dressed for the city?


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