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 Mag. Aha, Johnny, mony a ane has been beguil’d wi’ yence; an’ do it yence, ye may do it ay; what an we get a bystart, an hae to suffer for the foul act of fornication.

Jock. Ay, but my mither says, if I dinna get thee wi’ bairn, I’ll no get thee, for ’tis tiie sureft way of wooing.

Mag. Indeed, Johnny, I like you better nor ony lad I see; an’ I sall marry you an yence my father’s muck were out; my mither downa wirk at the midden.

Jock. A Maggy, Maggy, I’m fear’d ye beguile me, an than my mither will murder me for being fo silly.

Mag. My jo, Johnny, tell your mither to provide a’ things for the bridal, an’ I fall marry you in three ouks after this; but we maun gie in siller to the precentor, a groat an a drink to the bellman, an than the kirk-wa' maun hear o’t three Sundays or it come.

Jock. But, Maggy, am no to mak a blin bargain wi’ you nor naebody, I maun ken o' your things an ye sall ken o’ mine.

Mag. I ken well what I was to get, an gin my mither like the bargain well, she'll mak it better; but an my father be angry at the bargain, I darna speak o’ marrying.

Jock. I aee na how he can be angry, I wat well I’m a gay sturdy fellow, when I laid a bow and five pecks o’ beer on the laird’s Bawsy, and he’s as bilshy a beast as is in a’ the Barronry.