"Ye're airly on yere way tae the Kirk." "Yes--that is--yes," replied Mr.Wigglesworth in some confusion, "I am a bit (h)early.

Fact is, I was (h)anxious to catch Malcolm before 'e went aht.

I 'ave a rather (h)important business on 'and with 'im, very (h)important business, I might say." "'Business,' did ye say, Mr.Wigglesworth ?" Mrs.McNish stood facing him at the door.

"Business! On the Lord's Day ?" Mr.Wigglesworth gaped at her, hat in hand.
"Well, Mrs.McNish, not (h)exactly business.

That is," he said with an apologetic smile, "(h)it depends, you see, just w'at yeh puts (h)into a word, Mrs.McNish." Mr.Wigglesworth's head went over to one side as if in contemplation of a new and striking idea.
"A pit nae meaning into a word that's no in it on its ain accoont," she replied with uncompromising grimness.