But I widna advise ye to eat thae ither anes, Bell--they're second quality." Bell drew back a step from Sam'l.
"How do ye kin ?" asked the farmer shortly, for he liked Sanders.
"I spiered i' the shop," said Sam'l.
The goblet was placed on a broken plate on the table with the saucer beside it, and Sam'l, like the others, helped himself.

What he did was to take potatoes from the pot with his fingers, peel off their coats, and then dip them into the butter.

Lisbeth would have liked to provide knives and forks, but she knew that beyond a certain point T'nowhead was master in his own house.

As for Sam'l, he felt victory in his hands, and began to think that he had gone too far.
In the meantime Sanders, little witting that Sam'l had trumped his trick, was sauntering along the kirk-wynd, with his hat on the side of his head.

Fortunately he did not meet the minister.
The courting of T'nowhead's Bell reached its crisis one Sabbath about a month after the events above recorded.