I have drank mony a glass wi' Glossin, man, that did you up, though he's a justice now.

And then I'se warrant ye'll be for fire thir cauld nights, or if ye want candle, that's an expensive article, for it's against the rules.

And now I've tell'd ye the head articles of the charge, and I dinna think there's muckle mair, though there will aye be some odd expenses ower and abune.' 'Well, sir, I must trust to your conscience, if ever you happened to hear of such a thing; I cannot help myself.' 'Na, na, sir,' answered the cautious jailor, 'I'll no permit you to be saying that.

I'm forcing naething upon ye; an ye dinna like the price, ye needna take the article.

I force no man; I was only explaining what civility was.