The Entail; or, The Lairds of Grippy
'So think I, Geordie--I am sure I would ne'er counsel you into ony conformity; but, though we hae nae dread nor fear o' soldier-officers or drammaticals, it's o' the nature o' a possibility that she will draw up wi' some young lad o' very creditable connexions and conduct; but wha, for some thraw o' your ain, ye would na let her marry.--What would ye do then, Geordie?