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for that abominable sin of uncleanness than speaking so to me.
San.—Well, here's your siller, sir; I hae gotten but poor a penny-worth for't, an' yet ye tell me to repent for't: what the auld thief needs I repent, when I'm gaun to marry the woman, an' then I'll hae to do'ed o'er again every day, or there'll be nae peace in the house. Figs, its nonsence to pay siller, repent, and do'ed again too; fine advice indeed, Master Minister! and that's the way the like o' you live.
Now, sir, says Wise Willie, ye manna put them on the black creepy till they're married, they've suffered eneugh at ae time.
A-weel a-weel, said he, but they must marry very soon.
I true, says Sandy, ye'll be wanting mair clink; foul haet ye do for naething here.
