Blessed Are the Chancers

Two failed harvests, two years of unpaid rent, and one perfectly preserved stranger in the bog: Rory Tansey has found either a corpse or a career. His friend Oliver Cawley, expelled from a Spanish seminary for forging his own ordination, insists it's a saint. The alehouse widow wants forty per cent. The landlord wants a tollgate. And a canon from the diocese is coming to ask the one question nobody in Cloonbeg can afford to answer.