How are the laird and the leddy ?" "Why, well.

Tell me," said Strickland, "some of the things you've seen with second sight." "It taks inner ears for inner things." "How do you know I haven't them ?" "Maybe 'tis so.

Ye're liked well enough." Mother Binning looked at the dappling water and the June trees and the bright blue sky.

It was a day to loosen tongue.
"I'll tell you ane thing I saw.

It's mair than twenty years since James Stewart, that was son of him who fled, wad get Scotland and England again intil his hand.