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 tongue, whan it’s your shame that you speak. Gae awa, cried the lass, he, filthy body that he is, the last chapman that kissed me had a horse pack, but he’ll hae naething in his but a wisp o’ strae, some auld breeks, hair skins, maukin-skins, ony thing that bears bonk, and yet he wad kiss and handle me, I was made for a better fallow; ane o’ them came by ae day, and sell’d our Meg twa ell and a quarter o’ linen, to be her bridal sark, for be had nae mair, and when she made it and put it on, it wadna hide her !! hech hech he.