Oh, Mrs.
M'Cosh!" "It's the wee laddie Scott to say his mother canna come and wash the morn's mornin'; she's no weel.

It's juist as weel, seein' the biler's gone wrang.

I suppose I'd better gie the laddie a piece ?" "Yes, and a penny." Then Jean remembered her new possessions.

"No, give him this, please, Mrs.M'Cosh." Mrs.M'Cosh received the coin and gasped.

"Hauf a croon!" she said.
"Silver," said Pamela, "is to be no more accounted of than it was in the days of Solomon!" "D'ye ken whit ye'll dae ?" demanded Mrs.M'Cosh.