"Since, not at all.
Why do you ask ?" "He is sick," said Dannie.

"He drinks a guid deal.

He has been reckless about sleeping on the ground, and noo, if ye will make this confidential ?"--the priest nodded--"he is talking aboot sleeping on the railroad, and he's having delusions.

There are devils after him.

He is the finest fellow ye ever knew, Father Michael.