Every eye turned upon MacGregor reproachfully.
'Ye needna luik at me that gait, sirs.

I'm no fou,' said he.
''Deed no.

Naebody taks ye to be,' answered the chairman.

'Meggie, there's naebody's had ower muckle yet, and twa or three o' 's hasna had freely eneuch.

Jist gang an' fess a mutchkin mair.