The Entail; or, The Lairds of Grippy
'Meg,' replied the Leddy, 'ye speak as one of the foolish women--ye ken naething about it; your brother Geordie's just his father's ain gett, and winna be put off frae his intents by a' the powers of law and government--let him ance get Jamie to conform, and he'll soon thraw Beenie into an obedience, and what will then become o' your Walky?--Na, na, Dirdumwhamle, heed her not, she lacketh understanding--it's you and me, Laird, that maun work the wherry in this breeze--ye're a man o' experience in the ways o' matrimony, having been, as we all know, thrice