But his violin sent forth an accidental twang, and that set her going again.
'Ye was aye a douce honest gentleman yersel', an' I dinna wonner ye canna bide it.

But I wad hae thoucht glory micht hae hauden ye in.

But yer ain son! Eh ay! And a braw lad and a bonnie! It's a sod thing he bude to gang the wrang gait; and it's no wonner, as I say, that ye lea' the worms to come an' luik efter him.

I doobt--I doobt it winna be to you he'll gang at the lang last.

There winna be room for him aside ye in Awbrahawm's boasom.