Ou, I could hardly sleep at nichts for thinking o' her." "Mary was spunky as weel as a beauty," said Hookey, "an' that's the kind I like.

Lads, what a persuasive tid she was!" "She got roond the men," said Hendry, "ay, she turned them roond her finger.

That's the warst o' thae beauties." "I dinna gainsay," said T'nowhead, "but what there was a little o' the deevil in Mary, the crittur." Here T'nowhead chuckled, and then looked scared.
"What Mary needed," said Tammas, "was a strong man to manage her." "Ay, man, but it's ill to manage thae beauties.

They gie ye a glint o' their een, an' syne whaur are ye ?" "Ah, they can be managed," said Tammas, complacently.

"There's naebody nat'rally safter wi' a pretty stocky o' a bit wumany than mysel; but for a' that, if I had been Mary's man I would hae stood nane o' her tantrums.