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the Tamworth train station and find out which train lines had trains that only went twice a day. Surely there couldn’t be many.
Chapter 10
The Tamworth railway station building was an imposing, single story Victorian Italianate building complete with pediments, brackets, cables, and intricate Victorian window and door details. It was significantly larger than other country railway buildings I had seen.
The newer extensions had continued the color of cream and red. It was a decidedly pretty building, but I wasn’t here to admire the architecture. I made my way past the freight area, luggage office, and ticket office, in search of an official who didn’t appear to be busy.
I couldn’t find one, so I queued up outside the ticket office. When it was my turn, I informed the man that I was simply there for information. I asked him which lines had trains that only ran twice a day. To my delight, he informed me that there was only one line, the Main North Line that ran to Armidale.
“Does it terminate in Armidale?” I asked him.
“Yes,” he said. “And that’s the only line that has trains that run twice a day.”
I thanked him and made my way back through the heat to my car.
I turned on the air conditioning, and sat in my car for a few moments. Two trains a day, and the line was from Tamworth to Armidale. That was only just over fifty miles, and there weren’t many towns on the way. I could only think of Bendemeer, Kentucky, and Uralla—and the city of Armidale itself. That meant that the safe house was in one of those towns, and close enough for Alum to hear the train. I figured he was in a house close to the highway, but there was always the possibility that he was in a farmhouse out in the middle of nowhere. That would make it even harder to find him.
I cranked up the air conditioning and shook my head. No, surely Alum was in a town. He had needed medical attention, and I doubted that a safe house would be somewhere on a farm.
I drove out of the parking area, my spirits lifted. Finally, I was getting somewhere.
I reached the little town of Moonbi about ten minutes later, and parked under a spreading shady tree. On my phone, I googled to find the towns that the northern line ran through.
It proved to be far more difficult than I thought. I found that it was the Northwest Explorer Train and that it took just under two hours to run from Tamworth to Armidale, but I had to search each town one by one. I found it went through the towns of Walcha Road and Uralla, but did not stop at Kentucky or Bendemeer. Still, I was fairly certain that the railway line ran through both of those small towns.
This meant that I had several towns to search for the safe house, Uralla and Walcha, the smaller towns of Bendemeer and Kentucky, and the city of Armidale. I knew that the railway station in Armidale was on the east side of the city, so I would only have to search about one third of the area.
I started the engine, my spirits dropping. Who was I trying to fool? It was like searching for the proverbial needle in a haystack.
By the time I got home, I was exhausted. All the driving backward and forward to Tamworth had taken its toll on me, as had all the worry over Alum. I looked in the refrigerator for something to eat, but I could only see vegetables. I needed a sugar fix, and fast.
I decided to go to the restaurant at one of the local pubs for dinner. The food was excellent there, and I wouldn’t be able to eat out for too long much longer, given all the cancellations. I would have to start watching the money very closely, but for now, I needed a decent meal.
My only concern was that Constance would be there, because if she was, she would give me a hard time. I gingerly drove up to the closest pub, and parked around behind it. There was no sign of Constance’s bright red car. I went in the side entrance and took a seat at the back of the room. So far, so good.
I was staring at the menu, so I jumped when
Chapter 10
The Tamworth railway station building was an imposing, single story Victorian Italianate building complete with pediments, brackets, cables, and intricate Victorian window and door details. It was significantly larger than other country railway buildings I had seen.
The newer extensions had continued the color of cream and red. It was a decidedly pretty building, but I wasn’t here to admire the architecture. I made my way past the freight area, luggage office, and ticket office, in search of an official who didn’t appear to be busy.
I couldn’t find one, so I queued up outside the ticket office. When it was my turn, I informed the man that I was simply there for information. I asked him which lines had trains that only ran twice a day. To my delight, he informed me that there was only one line, the Main North Line that ran to Armidale.
“Does it terminate in Armidale?” I asked him.
“Yes,” he said. “And that’s the only line that has trains that run twice a day.”
I thanked him and made my way back through the heat to my car.
I turned on the air conditioning, and sat in my car for a few moments. Two trains a day, and the line was from Tamworth to Armidale. That was only just over fifty miles, and there weren’t many towns on the way. I could only think of Bendemeer, Kentucky, and Uralla—and the city of Armidale itself. That meant that the safe house was in one of those towns, and close enough for Alum to hear the train. I figured he was in a house close to the highway, but there was always the possibility that he was in a farmhouse out in the middle of nowhere. That would make it even harder to find him.
I cranked up the air conditioning and shook my head. No, surely Alum was in a town. He had needed medical attention, and I doubted that a safe house would be somewhere on a farm.
I drove out of the parking area, my spirits lifted. Finally, I was getting somewhere.
I reached the little town of Moonbi about ten minutes later, and parked under a spreading shady tree. On my phone, I googled to find the towns that the northern line ran through.
It proved to be far more difficult than I thought. I found that it was the Northwest Explorer Train and that it took just under two hours to run from Tamworth to Armidale, but I had to search each town one by one. I found it went through the towns of Walcha Road and Uralla, but did not stop at Kentucky or Bendemeer. Still, I was fairly certain that the railway line ran through both of those small towns.
This meant that I had several towns to search for the safe house, Uralla and Walcha, the smaller towns of Bendemeer and Kentucky, and the city of Armidale. I knew that the railway station in Armidale was on the east side of the city, so I would only have to search about one third of the area.
I started the engine, my spirits dropping. Who was I trying to fool? It was like searching for the proverbial needle in a haystack.
By the time I got home, I was exhausted. All the driving backward and forward to Tamworth had taken its toll on me, as had all the worry over Alum. I looked in the refrigerator for something to eat, but I could only see vegetables. I needed a sugar fix, and fast.
I decided to go to the restaurant at one of the local pubs for dinner. The food was excellent there, and I wouldn’t be able to eat out for too long much longer, given all the cancellations. I would have to start watching the money very closely, but for now, I needed a decent meal.
My only concern was that Constance would be there, because if she was, she would give me a hard time. I gingerly drove up to the closest pub, and parked around behind it. There was no sign of Constance’s bright red car. I went in the side entrance and took a seat at the back of the room. So far, so good.
I was staring at the menu, so I jumped when
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