He rose as we came in, and gave us good evening.

I begged he would not disturb himself; so he moved his block into the corner, and smoked away with that lazy indifference that only a shepherd is master of.
But the old man began bustling about.

He made us sit down before the fire, and make ourselves comfortable.

He never ceased talking.
"I'll get ye, lads, some supper just now," said he.

"There's na but twa bunks i' the hut; so master and man must lie o' the floor, 'less indeed the boss lies in my bed, which he's welcome to.