the central character immorally, brutally and callously,
jilts his Fiancé at the altar

I think he was doing her a favour. What girl wants a man who gets all his pleasure the hard moorland way?

The alteration that bugs me, incidentally, is when people who (presumably) aren't familiar with the term 'wage slave' sing

I may be a work-slave on Monday

Or then again you may have a relatively easy job with good terms and conditions - you'd still be a wage-slave, chummy.