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 your Kate wad tak me, an I would come to court her.

Matty. Tak you, laddie, tak you; a faith she'll tak you, for she wad a tane a poor button thing of a half blind taylor, wartna me, a poor, blier'd scabbit like creature it was; I seen the day I wad a carried it in my pouch. Wode I'se warrant her jump at you like a fish at a flee; wode I sae tak you, and she winna tak you, I'se tak you mysell, but her an I cust out the day about her cockups and black caps, gard me say so muckle ill o' her; but she's my soncy dautie for a' that; weel a wat she's a weel-natured lassie, if she turn an ill-natured wife I canna tell.

Sawny. A well then I'll venture on her as she is, for my mither's pleased, an ye're pleased, and I'm pleased and if she be pleased wode am sure to get her, an the taylor has nae bridled her; or tane a trying trotty o' her.

Matty. But Sawny, man, I'll tell you what we'll do, I'll hame and broach her the night on't, an come ye the morn, we'll mak it fude fast in a wee time, so thou's get mair tocher than a Cramond Gamon to Gamon; she has baith blankets and sheets, a covering