Do ye mean to tell me, Mr.Balfour of Shaws, that you would marry James More's daughter, and him hanged?
Well, then, where there's no possible marriage there shall be no manner of carryings on, and take that for said.

Lasses are bruckle things," she added, with a nod; "and though ye would never think it by my wrunkled chafts, I was a lassie mysel', and a bonny one." "Lady Allardyce," said I, "for that I suppose to be your name, you seem to do the two sides of the talking, which is a very poor manner to come to an agreement.

You give me rather a home thrust when you ask if I would marry, at the gallows' foot, a young lady whom I have seen but the once.

I have told you already I would never be so untenty as to commit myself.

And yet I'll go some way with you.