[Towards the end of the prayer, Burns has come back, and stands listening; as the prayer closes, Holy Willie turns and sees him.]
Holy Willie: Young man, young man, I do not like your ways.
Burns: I don’t like your prayer.
Holy Willie: You blaspheme against Holy Kirk.
Burns: You blaspheme against God.
Holy Willie: Beware the wrath of the ministry, young man.
Burns: Beware His wrath on holy upstarts, minister.
Holy Willie: Shameless, shameless. With your doxy there. Who was she?
Burns: A good girl, minister. All affection, and young, and kisses, and likes a song.
Holy Willie: A hussy—a woman of evil, I doubt not.