"A braw gift, a bonny gentleman.

And hae ye ony ither name and designation, or were ye bapteesed Saxpence ?" she asked.
I told my name.
"Preserve me!" she cried.

"Has Ebenezer gotten a son ?" "No, ma'am," said I."I am a son of Alexander's.

It's I that am the Laird of Shaws." "Ye'll find your work cut out for ye to establish that," quoth she.
"I perceive you know my uncle," said I; "and I daresay you may be the better pleased to hear that business is arranged." "And what brings ye here after Miss Drummond ?" she pursued.
"I'm come after my saxpence, mem," said I."It's to be thought, being my uncle's nephew, I would be found a careful lad." "So ye have a spark of sleeness in ye," observed the old lady, with some approval.

"I thought ye had just been a cuif--you and your saxpence, and your _lucky day_ and your _sake of Balwhidder_"-- from which I was gratified to learn that Catriona had not forgotten some of our talk.
"But all this is by the purpose," she resumed.