Under the Sign of the Moon
As soon as she had settled into her seat at Euston, the man across the table had shown signs of wanting to talk. He had asked her how far she was going and…
Hadley's Greta gazes at the railway cut: chisel marks of navvies in the rock, buddleia rooting in subterranean darkness, elegantly arched recesses "as magnificent as a Roman ruin." A stranger tells her they're inside a hill called Mount Olive, where horses once hauled trains.