The bobby at the door saw me--savin' that we'd no ha' got in.

But the bobby kens me fine--I've bailed John oot twice, for a guinea ilka time, and they recognize steady customers there like anywheres else! "The concert was fine till that wee man Harry came oot in his kilt.
And then, losh, I startit to laugh till the watter ran doon my cheeks, and the lassies was that mortified they wushed they had nae brocht me.
I'm no ane to laugh at a concert or a play, but that wee Harry made ithers laugh beside me, so I was no the only ane to disgrace mysel'.
"It was eleven and after when we got hame.

And there was no sogn o' John.

I lookit a' ower, and he wisna in the hoose.

Richt then I knew what had happened.