human
Pretty weel, pretty weel. There's naebody belongs to it now but my brither and mysel', and I am sure o' Sandy's soundness.
gpt
who had been guilty of some irregularity that demanded his compulsory withdrawal from polite society for sixty days, was asked, after his release, as to how he
human
Weel, replied he,
gpt
Why, sir, you would frighten the very devil!
human
I am glad to hear that, said Mr. More,
gpt
Ay, tak' a gude look--there's no muckle _o'_ him, but there's a deal _in_ him!