I paid far too much siller for 'em to wear 'em ilka day.

Sometimes I rest 'em in the teabox to keep 'em awa' frae the bairns, but I canna find 'em theer.
I'm thinkin' maybe they'll be in the rice, but I've been ower thrang to luik!" This anecdote was too rich to keep to myself, but its unconscious humour made no impression upon Salemina, who insisted upon the withdrawal of our patronage.

I have tried to persuade her that, whatever may be said of tea and rice, we run no risk in buying eggs; but she is relentless.
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