With a pleading look, she raised her eyes to him.

If you sneak on me I'll bash you!

And steek it weel, thy biglie bower, / And by the rood thee sain; / And tell thy bedes in haly guise, / Till this ae night is gane!

Eftir this the Erles and thair kin passis to the Tolbuith, with the haill ministerie: all ar maid burgessis of this toun; the ministers with the rest. At euin, nathing bot wauchting.