It'll be small service to crack heads." "It would aye be a satisfaction though," says Alan.

"But bide a bit, bide a bit; I'm thinking--and thanks to this bonny westland wind, I believe I've still a chance of it.

It's this way, Davie.

I'm no trysted with this man Scougal till the gloaming comes.

_But_," says he, "_if I can get a bit of a wind out of the west I'll be there long or that_," he says, "_and lie-to for ye behind the Isle of Fidra_.