He may probably be a week without seeing a human being, That is the worst of it.' 'How is he fed ?' 'Food is brought out to his hut,--perhaps once a week, perhaps once a fortnight,--so much meat, so much flour, so much tea, and so much sugar.
And he has thirty or thirty-five pounds a-year besides.' 'Paid weekly ?' 'No;--perhaps quarterly, perhaps half-yearly.

He can do nothing with his money as long as he is there.

If he wants a pair of boots or a new shirt, they send it out to him from the store, and his employer charges him with the price.

It is a poor life, sir.' 'Very poor.

Now tell me, what can we do for him ?' 'It is an affair of money.' 'But is it an affair of money, Mr.Caldigate?
Is it not rather an affair of drink?
He has had his money,--more than his share; more than he ought to have had.