The piece of paper is an old shipping manifest. A scrawl over the old pencil marks reads 'Get out of it, you villain. Your cases will be on the jetty in the morning.'
'..but not even these promises and threats from His Lordship will stop me.
No. It calls me. From the well, from dreams, from the North. I will bloody well go North and I will bloody well find the name. Lords and Masters be buggered! '
