It tole 'ow 'e took to booze.
One 'ot Sunday, bein' out for a walk, 'e swiped 'arf a pint of ginger beer, the next 'e tried shandy-gaff, the third 'e went the whole hog, an' then 'e never stopped for ten years.

My godfather! Ten years' pay an' a ten years' drunk! It's enough to make a sinner of any man." Hozier laughed.

Two days ago he would have asked no better luck than the helping of Dom Corria to regain his Presidentship.

Now, there was Iris to protect.

He would not be content to leave her in charge of the first grimy collier they encountered, nor was he by any means sure that she would agree to be thus disposed of.