'I wonner whaur ye learn that.

But it's nae wonner.

Evil communications corrupt gude mainners.

Ye're a lost prodigal, Robert, like yer father afore ye.

I hae jist been sittin' here thinkin' wi' mysel' whether it wadna be better for baith o' 's to lat ye gang an' reap the fruit o' yer doin's at ance; for the hard ways is the best road for transgressors.