We don't charge this class with a guilty intention of evading the law or the regulation of the mine, but with undue impatience in their hurry to get through with their work, jumping at risksome advantages that too often prove fatal in the end.

Can you believe he pierced his tongue?

[…] in a few score yards I would come upon perfectly undisturbed spaces, houses with their blinds trimly drawn and doors closed, as if they had been left for a day by the owners, or as if their inhabitants slept within.

'Awa', ye pawky thief! Dost tu think that I'll herrie the laird's cellar for thee or ony body?—But there's the whisky bottle in my ain cupboard, wi' some driblets in it yet, that ye may tak; and deil a drap mair shall ye get, an thy tongue were as guizened as a spelding. I wonder wha learnt sic a youngster as thee to be sae pawky.