ingratitude of a woman in love, is a dear little red idiot. What does
he know about us.
Barbran
immediately upon hearing of my fell design maclachan, the tailor, paid a
visit of protest to my bench.
Is it true fact that i hear, dominie.
What do you hear, maclachan.
That yere to make one of yer silly histories about barbran.
Perfectly true, said i, passing over the uncomplimentary adjective.