| Doric - DOR |
"I agree tae it," | chittered | the brave wee sea quine. And |
| Doric - MNA |
h this is an AWFA Yule”, he | chittered | . “Ma neives are fair stouni |
| Central - EDN |
The Baillie | chittered | in Weir's warm hoose. |
| Doric - MNA |
er storms o pneumonia. Minnie | chittered | , tho her claes war warm. Her |
| Doric - MNA |
explode at ony meenit. Mooch | chittered | a mince pie, bit his kyte wis |
| Central - LAL |
The fish | chittered | and shoogled and stapped movi |
| Doric - MNA |
et aneth the kitchie table an | chittered | like twa jeelies. And of cour |
| Doric - MNA |
The twa coorse moosies | chittered | an chawed an gnawed at aipple |
| Doric - MNA |
n the twa ill-trickit moosies | chittered | it wi theii teeth, till it wi |
| Doric - MNA |
r o pearl, far the fite swans | chittered | atween the floes o ice. The h |
| Ulster - EUL |
t. It was a quait answer that | chittered | at the corners o his lips. |
| Central - LAL |
n for ony guid reason. Violet | chittered | , still in her nichtie, but as |