Tombs kept interrupting me with imbecile questions, and I had to sit on him.

At the end Mr Norie hammered with his pipe on the table.
'That'll sort ye, Andra.

Ye're entertain' an angel unawares.

What do ye say to that, my man ?' Mr Amos shook his head.

'I'll no deny there's something in it, but I'm not convinced that the Germans have got enough of a wheepin'.' Macnab agreed with him; the others were with me.