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dinna like it; they got men or they were married. And what shall I do wi' em? said the goodman Tom. Adeed, goodman, as ye're aye aling amang dead beasts & living anes, wad pit them awa amang ither beasts; gin ye be aun ony penny let somebody (illegible text)tak them up o' desperate debt; I should e the fykes frae them, they anger'd you and shaped you baith wi' their bastards, wheen daft jads it gets men before they (illegible text)is married, and bairns or they get bridals wat weel that's true lad, said the good-wife.
Girzy. A weel Tom, then will ye tak-e ? I hae nae bastards. How will you and I do?
Tom. I wadna if ye be able to get a bastard, yet ye may hae some waur faut at ye maun be my pennyworth, for ye (illegible text)are unco little, and I'm o'er muckle, an in ye and I were ance carded thro’ ither (illegible text)re may get bonny weans o' a middlin mak; I hae nae fauts to ye, but ye hae a high breast, a hump back, a short neck, and high shouldered; the hands and legs may do, tho' your mouth be a wee to the one side it will ly well to the rock, and I hae a hantle o' tow to spin, will be baith
