It's Shackspear.' 'I hae heard o' him,' said Robert.

'What was he ?' 'A player kin' o' a chiel', wi' an unco sicht o' brains,' answered John.
'He cudna hae had muckle time to gang skelpin' and sornin' aboot the country like maist o' thae cattle, gin he vrote a' that, I'm thinkin'.' 'Whaur did he bide ?' 'Awa' in Englan'-- maistly aboot Lonnon, I'm thinkin'.

That's the place for a' by-ordinar fowk, they tell me.' 'Hoo lang is 't sin he deid ?' 'I dinna ken.

A hunner year or twa, I s' warran'.

It's a lang time.