"Trelawney would sell his own sister for a train ticket."

When Arthur said that, he hadn't been expecting for that exact scenario to actually happen a few days later.

Josiah swore he didn't mean to, that his drink must've been laced by the men he was playing poker with at the station out past horseshoe.

So, Arthur found himself approaching a wooden shack, hoping to find Josiah's sister before it was too late. "Anybody home?" Arthur shouted, unsure if this was even the right house.