Ey, the braizzant taistrel med have done something for Ralph an he lived langer.

He was swearing what he'd do, the ungratefu' fool; auld Wilson was a beadless body." "They say he threatened Ralph's father, Angus," said Monsey, with a perceptible shiver.
"Ay, but Angus is bad to bang.

I mind his dingin' ower a bull on its back.

A girt man, Angus, and varra dreadfu' when he's angert." "Dus'ta mind the fratch thoo telt me aboot atween Angus and auld Wilson ?" said Reuben Thwaite to Matthew Branthwaite.
"What quarrel was that ?" asked Monsey.
"Why, the last fratch of all, when Wilson gat the sneck posset frae Shoulthwaite," said Matthew.
"I never heard of it," said the schoolmaster.
"There's nowt much to hear.

Ralph and mysel' we were walking up to the Moss together ya day, when we heard Angus and Wilson at a bout of words.