I can only imagine that Doyle is being punished for the policy views that he espouses.
I had an interview with the hotelkeeper himself, a ruffian of the name of Doyle, about that.
"Marge, I have an elegant idea," said Mrs. Doyle, seating herself resolutely in an armchair opposite her daughter.
Those qualities Dr. Doyle's latest novel has in a telling degree.
"She wouldn't have to swear anything but the truth," said Doyle.
Old Doyle came into post, one day, and had a lot of drinks with the fellows as he picked up the social threads.