“That’s my intention. I told him I would go and judge for myself.”
“Jist like yer lordship!”
“What do you mean by that?”
“I was aye sure ye was for fair play, my lord.”
“It’s little enough I’ve ever had,” said the marquis.
“Sae lang ’s we gie plenty, my lord, it maitters less hoo muckle we get. A’ body likes to get it.”
“That doctrine won’t carry you far, my lad.”
“Far eneuch, gien ’t cairry me throu’, my lord.”
“How absolute the knave is!” said his lordship good humouredly. “— Well, but,” he resumed, “—about these fishermen: I’m only afraid Mr Cairns was right.”
“What said he, my lord?”