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We had to hover a blink till Mistress Mikaver ran ben the hoose for a knife to Mey Mershell. "Mester Bowden 'ill say the grace noo," says Aleck; an' Sandy was on his feet like the shot o' a gun, hostin' to clear his throat. I dreedit he wud mak' a gutter o't somewey or ither, an' so I keepit my een open. Sandy shut his, an' so did a' the rest.
"I've heard it said," says I, "that a raw egg's gude for a yooky nose." "You're aye hearin' some blethers," says he; "but there's Robbie Mershell i' the shop"; an' but he ran to sair him. I kent fine there was something up, so I keepit my lugs an' een open, but it beat me to get at the boddom o't.
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