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Grump grump, co' Sawny, they ⟨got⟩ their supper an hour after I got ⟨mine⟩. Shute to dead come o'er them, an' ⟨they⟩ get a bit frae me till they work for't.
Sawny. But mither I've been dreaming that I was married, an' in the ⟨bed⟩ aboon the bride, I wonder gin it ⟨be⟩ true? Od, I ne'er got sic fun: ⟨what⟩ will't be, think ye? how auld am I mither? do you think I could man ⟨a⟩ hissy yet? Fegs am a mind to try; but the saucy hissies will na hae me, ⟨I⟩ ken weel enough.
Mither. Hae you lad, ay mony ⟨a⟩ hungry heart wad be blythe o' ye, ⟨but⟩ there was never a sca'd Jockey but ⟨there⟩ was a scabbit Jenny till him yet: dinna be feared lad.
Sawny. A hech, mither, I'se no ⟨be⟩ lordly an I sud tak a beggar wife ⟨aff⟩ the hi'-road; but I'll tell you ⟨something⟩ it'm ay thinking on, but ye mauna tell the nibours, for the chiels wad ay ⟨bang⟩ me wi't.
Mither. Wad I tell o' thee lad? I wad tell o' mysell as soon.
Sawny. Do ye mind mither, that day I gade to the Pans I came in by auld Matty's, your kintrywoman's the Fife-wife, it cam' out o' the town you
