Dudley

Dudley listened with wide-open ears, enraptured with the tale, and glowing at the thought that this was to be his life once he arrived at Mr. Bradshaw's farm, never dreaming that the kindly friend beside him had sad news to convey.

[…] miner dreamt of the day when he could throw away his Dudley and his pit boots.

Lew, crouching in the confined space, took a deep drink from his dudley then began to strip too.