Mess John. It is all one whether ye lay with her or not, when ye have got her with child, that’s what ye confess.
Jock. I kenna whither I got her wi’ bairn or no: but I did wi’ her as I did wi’ our Maggy, when she fell wi’ bairn.
Mess John. But the question is, whether or no, did you promise to marry her when that child was gotten?
Jock. Hut, tut, stir, ye wad fash fouk spiering a’ thing, it was her that promist to marry me for the getting o’t.
Mess John. And did not you do the like to her?
Jock. A what needed I do the like when she and my mither did it a’ but the wean getting, she could na do that.
Mess John. Indeed John you seem to have been a parcel of loose livers altogether.
Jock. A loose stir, I wish I were loose yet, better be loose than bun to an ill stake.
Mess. John. I see it is needless for me to enquire any further into the matter, I find you out guilty, therefore, you must appear publicly on the stool of repentance on Sabbath next, and the two following thereafter, or ye be absolved from the scandal.