The rat shook his head. “No, no holdup on the boats, just the people. Some fool destroyed a railroad bridge.”
“A bridge?” I said. “Don’t they have to be pretty sturdy for the trains to go over them?”
“Never mind that,” he said. “The priest here will just have a few questions for you and you can be on your way.”
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