"Goad, lads," said Andrew sitting up in his chair, "we'll hae to get on wi' the business."
"No amendment," I said. "Are we all agreed about this concert?" and they grunted their assent.
"And now we'll settle the date," I said briskly.
Peter MacMannish looked over at Mackenzie.
"When are ye thinkin' o' killin' that black swine o' yours, John?" he asked.
Mackenzie growled and shook his head.
"She's no fattenin' up as Aw cud wish to see her, Peter," he replied. There followed an animated discussion of the merits and demerits of various feeding-stuffs. After a two hours' sitting the Committee unanimously appointed me secretary and organiser of the concert. I was given authority to fix a date and arrange a programme.
Attendance at many democratic meetings of this kind has led me to a complete understanding of Parliament.
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