“Considerin’—what?”
“I did last nicht what I’ve no dune this thirty year. I gaed to bed pairfutly sober, and I’m thankfu’ to say I got up this mornin’ no a bit the waur.”
SCRUPLES
English Tourist (having arrived at Greenock on Sunday morning). “My man, what’s your charge for rowing me across the frith?”
Boatman. “Weel, sir, I was jist thinkin’ I canna break the Sawbath-day for no less than f’fteen shull’n’s!!”
“WHOLESALE”