"_I_ do reet weel.

I can a' but fancy I see him now at the manor'al court at Deer Garth Bottom.

What a man he was, to be sure! Ralph's nobbut a bit boy to what his father was then.

Folks say father and son are as like as peas, but nowt of the sort.

Ye could nivver hev matched Angus in yon days for limb and wind.