I had the uneasy feeling of having ceded some ground that Victoria had stepped right into. If Hawkes—Our Hawkes, My Hawkes—had mentioned the fact that he held an occasional Evensong, I might be much further along the path of virtue. I lay my lack of Higher Road sentiment at the feet of my vicar entirely. I digress. As a result of not having attended an Evensong in ages.
The SALT damn
