Central - WCE | The | hostler | went brattlin back tae his ki |
Central - WCE | The | hostler | shrugged. |
Central - WCE | The | hostler | coughed discreetlie an murmel |
Central - WCE | The | hostler | wis gey attersome at this, bu |
Central - WCE | The | hostler | had aye been faur swither in |
Central - WCE | there forty-five meenits, the | hostler | finally decidit tae tak him o |
Central - WCE | wi deep sichs o pleisur. The | hostler | smirlt, then lat his face gan |
Central - WCE | the hostel in St Andrews. The | hostler | an Houletgless baith kent tha |
Central - WCE | han be thocht o as petty. The | hostler | kent this, an kent tae that h |
Central - WCE | Hear that?” Till asked the | hostler | , wha’d yet tae lift his een |
Central - WCE | That evenin, when the | hostler | wis makin deener, he cam inta |
Central - WCE | The een abuin the | hostler | ’s smile wir fou aw wraith, |
Central - WCE | ou, it wisnae really that the | hostler | wis a parteecularlie meeserab |
Central - WCE | chtert up, an he leukt at the | hostler | wi somethin kin tae surprise. |
Central - WCE | fty computatiouns – but the | hostler | wis tae gleg a man even for T |
Central - WCE | “Naw, mebbes no,” the | hostler | said, wipin his hauns on his |
Central - WCE | Syne the cost went up,” the | hostler | said, “Ah ween ye’d hae m |
Central - WCE | t, Mister Houletgless,” the | hostler | said, “Nou, is that aw?” |