What was the fellow's name you thrashed the other day ?" "Patrick Beauchamp.

I did not mention it before." "The deevil it was!" exclaimed Mr Cupples, half-starting from his seat.
"Did ye gie him a _richt_ thrashin' ?" "I think he had the worst of it.

He gave in, any way." "He comes of a bad lot! I know all about them.

They're from Strathspey, where my father came from--at least his father was.

If the young fellow turns out well, it'll be a wonder.