But what did ye say--twa jugs?
Tod, let's see! Ay, she has so, a big jug an' a little ane.

The little ane 'll be for cream; an', sal, the big ane's bigger na usual." "There maun be something gaen on at the lawyer's if they're buyin' cream, Leeby.

Their reg'lar thing's twopence worth o' milk." "Ay, but I assure ye that sma' jug's for cream, an' I dinna doot mysel but 'at there's to be fowerpence worth o' milk this nicht." "There's to be a puddin' made the morn, Leeby.

Ou, ay, a' thing points to that; an' we're very sure there's nae puddins at the lawyer's on the Sabbath onless they hae company." "I dinna ken wha they can hae, if it be na that brither o' the wife's 'at bides oot by Aberdeen." "Na, it's no him, Leeby; na, na.

He's no weel to do, an' they wouldna be buyin' cream for 'im." "I'll run up to the attic again, an' see if there's ony stir at the lawyer's hoose." By and by Leeby returned in triumph.
"Ou, ay," she said, "they're expectin' veesitors at the lawyer's, for I could see twa o' the bairns dressed up to the nines, an' Mistress Ogilvy doesna dress at them in that wy for naething." "It fair beats me though, Leeby, to guess wha's comin' to them.