'Noo, just when I had detarmined upon this i' maa mind a sort ov an inspiration takes us aal ov a sudden. "Wey divvn't thoo take that driver lad alang wi' thoo ti show thoo exactly where the trajiddy happened?" it says tiv us just as thoo it was a real, genu-ine voice i' my inside. "Sink me!" thinks I, "it's a tarr'ble clivvor idea, an' sae I will." '"Has thoo anything else ti add ti that, Inspiration?" I axes it, an' shortlies efter it says, "Divvn't thoo trust ower much ti what Nicholson says, nor tell him o' yor plan beforehand, for he's i' Tom's power, an' tarrified ov him," it says again. '"Gox!" thinks I, "but this is the champion; wey, I's as good a spiritualist as Tom himself." '"There's one last question I must ax thoo," says I, for I hadn't properly thought beforehand o' the difficulty o' gannin' doon the pit on "pay-Saturday," an' that is: "Hoo i' the warld can us gan in-bye? for thoo kens that naebody but the furnace-man, engine-man, an' horse-keeper gans doon that day, an' if anyone else wanted ti, wey, he would have ti get leave frae the manager, an' even then he would have ti have a deputy alang wiv him. Answer us this, Inspiration," says I, "an' it's a clagger for thoo, I's warned." 'But, mevvies efter two minutes, it whispers back two words, "drift," an' "beer." '"Drift?" I repeats, an' "beer?" An' then aal at onst I sees the implication, for I kenned the lodge-keeper at the head o' the drift nicelies, an', what's mair, I kenned what Sammy Cuthbertson, the local preacher, calls "the joint iv his harness" still better. 'Sae I gans up tiv him quietly, an' I says tiv him, "Geordy," says I, "hoo much o' the best beer will five bob procure iv an emergency?" '"Five bob," says he, vary serious, "will buy aal but two gallons o' the best bitter, an' d---- the emergency," says he. '"Dis thoo prefer it i' bottles, or iv a greyhen, or iv a pail--an' aal at onst?" says I. '"Bottles is no use," says he, "wey, the corks alone will mevvies take a pint ti theirselves. Na, na, gie it ti me iv a pail for aal-roond drinkin'." '"Well," says I, "thoo shall have it iv a pail if thoo'll just let us an' the lad here gan in doon by the drift for an hour ti investigate a private matter o' wor ain--just a visit ov inspection. No harm done, nobody need ken, an' up again within the hour, I'll promise thoo that," says I. 'Well, his face prolonged itself at that a bit. "But if it was kenned," says he, "I'd get my notice." '"Nobody will ken but us three," says I; "an', look thoo, thoo shall have the pail at yor dinner to-morrow forenoon," says I. 'That did the business for him, I's warn'd, an' he promises ti oot wiv his key an' let us gan in by. Poor chap, though, he got his notice aal the same, though it wasn't my blame: it was because he was ower-greedy an' thought he could get another pailful oot o' somebody else later.