Mess John. Put her out, she’s going to speak baudy.
Mith. O ay, stir, I’se gang out, but I’ll hae my bairn out wi’ me.
Mess John. We must first ask some few questions at him, there is no harm can come on him here.
Mith. For as good company as you think yourselves, I wad rather hae him in anither place.
John’s kept in and his mother put out.
Mess John. Well John, you must tell us whether this child was gotten before ye was married, or since: for I suppose by the time of the birth it is much about the same time.
Jock. Hout ay, stir, it was gotten lang or I was married, I need na forget the getting, it was na sae easy to me.
Mess John. How long is it since ye was first acquaint?
Jock. Just when she came to be my mither’s lass, I never saw her but ance before, and gin I had never seen her, I had never kend her in sic a fashious fashion.
Mess John. How long was she serving with your mother.