I'm a Scotchman, an' I'm just proud o' my country--I'd back its men against a' the human race,--but I wadna say much for the stabeelity o' its women.

I wad just tak to my heels and run if I saw a real, thumpin', red-cheeked, big-boned Scotch lassie makin' up to me.

There's nae bashfulness in they sort, and nae safety." "I will go to Scotland!" said Duprez enthusiastically.

"I feel that those--what do you call them, _lassies_ ?--will charm, me!" "Scotland I never saw," said Gueldmar.

"From all I have heard, it seems to me 'twould be too much like Norway.