‘Where what?’ replied the tipsy miner’s voice.

‘Somerset Drive.’

‘Somerset Drive! — I’ve heard o’ such a place, but I couldn’t for my life say where it is. Who might you be wanting?’

‘Mr Brangwen — William Brangwen.’

‘William Brangwen — ? — ?’

‘Who teaches at the Grammar School, at Willey Green — his daughter teaches there too.’

‘O-o-o-oh, Brangwen! NOW I’ve got you. Of COURSE, William Brangwen! Yes, yes, he’s got two lasses as teachers, aside hisself. Ay, that’s him — that’s him! Why certainly I know where he lives, back your life I do! Yi —