…but the prospectors don’t think the seam has much promise. Bah, that’s another day’s hard work wasted. Tomorrow, we’re supposed to break through to a new network of tunnels. It’ll be nice to mine some different rocks for a change. We had some cheese in the rat sandwiches today. The thing growing on my toenail is still there. Poor old duffer. We could see real fear on his face, when we managed to find his head. On the bright side, the thing growing on my toenail finally dropped off! They’re looking for a new supervisor to replace old Saggy-face. I hope this one’s nicer.