"Were you at school?"
"No' that I mind o'."
"How have ye lived?"
"Guid kens!"
"What have you been?"
"A ne'er-do-weel--a kin' o' cheat-the-widdie. Sae folk tell me, and I suppose they're richt."
"Are you married?"
"That's no' a bad ane, efter a'!" said Jock, with a quiet laugh, turning his head away.
"A bad what?" asked his lordship, perplexed by the reply.
"I jist thocht," said Jock, "yer honour was jokin', to think that ony wumman wad marry me! He! he! Lassies wad be cheaper than cast-awa' shoon afore ony o' them wad tak' Jock Ha'--unless," he added, in a lower tone, with a laugh, "ane like Luckie Craigie. But yer lordship 'ill no' ken her, I'se warrant?"