A' the years I've dwalt here, this ane maks the second; and the best o' the gear clean tint!' 'Uncle,' said I, for we were now on a stretch of open sand, where there was nothing to divert his mind, 'I saw you last night, as I never thought to see you--you were drunk.' 'Na, na,' he said, 'no as bad as that.

I had been drinking, though.

And to tell ye the God's truth, it's a thing I cannae mend.

There's nae soberer man than me in my ordnar; but when I hear the wind blaw in my lug, it's my belief that I gang gyte.' 'You are a religious man,' I replied, 'and this is sin'.
'Ou,' he returned, 'if it wasnae sin, I dinnae ken that I would care for't.

Ye see, man, it's defiance.