So Esther Auld can't not bear the sight of her chairs now, though she were windy of them till the letter went to Thrums." "Poor Esther!" said Mrs.Sandys gaily.
"Oh, and I forgot this, mother.

Jean Myles's reason for not telling where she bides in London is that she's so grand that she thinks if auld Petey and the rest knowed where the place was they would visit her and boast as they was her friends.

Auld Petey stamped wi' rage when he heard that, and Martha Scrymgeour said, 'Oh, the pridefu' limmer!'" "Ay, Martha," muttered Mrs.Sandys, "you and Jean Myles is evens now." But the passage that had made them all wince the most was one giving Jean's reasons for making no calls in Thrums Street.

"You can break it to Martha Scrymgeour's father and mither," the letter said, "and to Petey Whamond's sisters and the rest as has friends in London, that I have seen no Thrums faces here, the low part where they bide not being for the like of me to file my feet in.

Forby that, I could not let my son mix with their bairns for fear they should teach him the vulgar Thrums words and clarty his blue-velvet suit.