"I am able, indeed; I kept your mother's secret, and I'll keep yours as well."
"Maybe you're thirsty?" said the little man.
"I'm not free from it," said Paddy.
The little man put a hand in his bosom and drew out a gold goblet. He gave it to Paddy, and said: "Draw wine out of that barrel under me."
Paddy drew the full up of the goblet, and handed it to the little man.
"Drink yourself first," says he.
Paddy drank, drew another goblet, and handed it to the little man, and he drank it.
"Fill up and drink again," said the little man. "I have a mind to be merry to-night."
The pair of them sat there drinking until they were half drunk. Then the little man gave a leap down to the floor, and said to Paddy: