He also sold packs at sixpence each, and the elated Birkie was an immediate purchaser.
"You're no so clever as you think yoursel'!" he said triumphantly to Tommy, who replied with his inscrutable smile.

But to his satellites he said, "Not a soul will buy a fortune frae Birkie.

I'll get thae cards for a penny afore next week's out." Francie Crabb found Tommy sniggering to himself in the back wynd.

"What are you goucking at ?" asked Francie, in surprise, for, as a rule, Tommy only laughed behind his face.
"I winna tell you," chuckled Tommy, "but what a bar, oh, what a divert!" "Come on, tell me." "Well, it's at the man as is swallowing swords ahint the menagerie." "I see nothing to laugh at in that." "I'm no laughing at that.

I'm laughing at him for selling the swords for ninepence the piece.