An' gin ye drive them to Jock Thamson's, or Jeemie Deuk's, it'll be just like savin' the word, I dinna inten' 't for sweirin', guid kens! I say it'll just be dammin' them afore their time, like the puir deils. Hech! but it'll come sune eneuch, an' they're muckle to be peetied!"
Were he to leave her fold for a fold in very truth, and not a sty, it appeared to her and wander away to Jock Thamson's or Jeemie Deuk's, he would be drawn into loud and indecorous talk, probably into quarrel and uproar. In a few minutes George returned, an odd contrast visible between the upper and lower halves of his face. Hearing his approach she met him at the door.