The Entail; or, The Lairds of Grippy
'It's extraordinar to me, Beenie,' said she to the bride, 'to lo and behold you sitting as mim as a May puddock, when you see us a' here met for a blithesome occasion--and, Walky, what's come o'er thee, that thou's no a bit mair brisk than the statute o' marble-stane, that I ance saw in that sink o' deceitfulness, the Parliament House o' Embrough?