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Duke, doffed his bonnet, made a profound referential bow, and said, "O, my lord ye maunna be angry wi' me, but it's Heeven's truth, my lord, there's a daft wee callant o' mine that canna rest nor let ither rest nicht nor day, he has ta'en in his head sic a notion o' seein' what like you are, gud sake, my lord; I dinna think he has ⟨ony⟩ yedeea ye are a man at a', but some ⟨far-away,⟩ outlandish, ower-the sea creature." The Duke, mightily tickled with this ⟨fancy,⟩ desired Jamie to bring the youngster into his presence forthwith. Out comes the juvenile inquisitor with his finger in his mouth, and cautiously reconnoitres the personage before him. At last quoth the urchin, "Can ⟨you⟩ soom?" "No, my little fellow," replied his Grace, "I canna soom." "Can you flee?" No, I canna flee." "Well, man for as muckle's ye're, I wadna gi'e ane ma fayther's dukes for ye; for they can baith soom an' flee!"
PARAGRAPH ON PARRITCE
Once upon a time, a worthy tradesman who had his "wonn" in a certain ⟨populous⟩ city "i' the wast," was in the habbit ⟨of⟩ nightly indulging a predilection for a comfortable lounge in an auction-room, ⟨where⟩ he managed to procure a fund of ease and amusement sufficient to dissipate the effects
