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11   wife forked them out as fast as she could in- to cogs an' caps, for there came in a wheen sutor like fallows, wi' black thumbs an' cree- shy aprons, that cutted them a' up in a wee time, but they ne'er fashed wi us, nor we wi   them; we first got a gill, and then got a het pint. A vow, said I, Matty, is Kate gaun to   get a man yet? Matty. A man laddie! wha wad hae her? a muckle, lazy, useless jade she can do nae- thing but work at husband work, card and spin, wash ladies rooms, and scour a gentle- man's bonny things: she canna tak' a creel on her back, and apply to merchandizing as   I do, to win a man's bread. Sawny. I think some of the fishers and her might mak it up. Matty. A fisher, laddie ! haith, the fish- ers wad rather hae a pickle good bait to   their hooks, and twa three bladders to    their lines, than put up wi' the like o' her, a    stinking prideful jade, altho' I bore her, ay    scourin and washin at hersel, prickin and prinnin, keeps her face ay like a Flander's   baby, and naeless than ribbons and rings, and her shoon made of red clouts; a de'il stick pride, when our auld guidams ran barefoot, and our gutchers gade wi bere hips. Gie her a man! ill thief stap a gouk in her arse first, that may cry cuckow when e'er she speaks o't; she can do naething but scour la- dies pishpots, an' keep clean the tirlie-wher- lies that hang about the fire; haith she's o'er