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on you the whole day, ye gart her lose a day's trade lad, and she is awa this morning cursing like a heathen, and swearing Be-go that ye hae gien her the begunk.
Sawny. A dole woman, I took a sudden blast in the hame gaun and was never sae near dead in my life.
And wha think you was in company wi Kate the bride, but the wee button of a tailor, who sat and sewed on a table, cocking like a t—d on a trencher; but when he kent wha was come, he leaped down on the floor, coost a dash of pride like a little bit prince, bobbet about, and so out he goes, with the tear in his eye, and his tail between his feet, like a half worried dog.
Sawny. Now, Katie, do ye ken what I'm comed about?
Kate. O yes, my mither tell'd me: but I'm no ready yet, I hae twa gowns to spin and things to make.
Sawny. Hute, things to make, ye hae as mony things as ye'll need, woman; canna ye spin gowns in your ain house wi me, as weel as here, wi an auld girning mither?
Kate. But dear Saunders, ye maun gie a body time to think on't—'twad be ill-far'd to rush the gither just at the first.
Sawny. And do ye think I hae naething ado
