odds-my-life

Updated: May 8, 2025

"I prithee be plain, man," said the lady, "or fetch some one who can speak to purpose." "Why, odds-my-life, madam," said the steward, "mine errand can speak for itself. Do you not hear them low? Do you not hear them bleat? A yoke of fat oxen, and half a score prime wethers.

Sir Walter Scott - Peveril of the Peak