And ye maun mak' the best o't efter that till it's dark again.

We'll sattle a' aboot it at the schuil the morn.

Only we maun be circumspec', ye ken.' 'Ye cudna lay yer han's upo' a drap o' whusky, cud ye, Bob ?' Robert stared in horror.

A boy like that asking for whisky! and in his grandmother's house, too! 'Shargar,' he said solemnly, 'there's no a drap o' whusky i' this hoose.
It's awfu' to hear ye mention sic a thing.

My grannie wad smell the verra name o' 't a mile awa'.