“John sacked you? I thought he was the one who made the design change?” “He bloody well did. But what matter is it to mister (hiccup) high-and-mighty Wug that he is? And I got me a family to su-suppo … take care of, now don’t I?” “I’m sorry,” I said, though I really wasn’t. “But Duf Delphia lost his legs. You can always get another job.”