Central - EDN | Iqbal | regairdit her doon his niz, a | |
Central - EDN | Iqbal | maun hae made an ilk calculat | |
Central - EDN | Iqbal | squirmt. “This is deeferent | |
Central - EDN | Iqbal | shuk his heid. “Ower danger | |
Central - EDN | Iqbal | maun hae made an ilk calculat | |
Central - EDN | Iqbal | smilet condescendinly as weil | |
Central - EDN | ttlet back tae wait wi Guzul, | Iqbal | , Derriakin, an hauf a dizzen |
Central - EDN | rt aabody oot intae the road. | Iqbal | tane ower, pretendin no tae s |
Central - EDN | rt aabody oot intae the road. | Iqbal | tane ower, pretendin no tae s |
Central - WCE | op. Whit paper shop, be said. | Iqbal | 's paper shop. Ah don't think |
Central - EDN | tae set oot the neist mornin. | Iqbal | - wha had tane chairge o the |
Central - EDN | ry. Than she returnt an faced | Iqbal | . Her posture wis defiant, bit |
Central - EDN | chiels back inside,” sayed | Iqbal | . The spokesman for the mileet |
Central - EDN | maitter whit Ah am,” sayed | Iqbal | , drappin the pretence. “Ah |
Central - EDN | maitter whit Ah am,” sayed | Iqbal | , drappin the pretence. “Ah |
Central - EDN | amputee on me haans,” sayed | Iqbal | . |
Central - EDN | “Aa richt,” sayed | Iqbal | . |
Central - EDN | “Aa richt,” sayed | Iqbal | . |
Central - EDN | “That’s richt,” sayed | Iqbal | . “Clapped oot yins oot the |
Central - EDN | h she tane as an “Quhit did | Iqbal | do tae Raggle?” |
Central - WCE | st pay packet this mornin fae | Iqbal | . Nine poun eight pence. Betwe |
Central - EDN | or the mileetia shrugged. Sae | Iqbal | haundit ower the bottles o li |
Central - EDN | na thoo pey nae attention tae | Iqbal | ,” sayed Guzul, seein whit r |
Central - WCE | even like me walkin roon tae | Iqbal | 's after seven a'clock at nigh |
Central - WCE | n Chris money tae go toon tae | Iqbal | 's fur some ice poles; soon as |
Central - WCE | buy a tin a pineapples ootae | Iqbal | 's. There, he says, That'll be |
Central - WCE | boot it. Ah went roon tae see | Iqbal | right away an he said ah coul |
Central - WCE | he no've jist took the job wi | Iqbal | or even went an did a course |
Central - EDN | scratch that had tane him til | Iqbal | . “It’s a muckle bandage, |
Central - EDN | he cud hear Guzul spickin til | Iqbal | , bit she cudna mak oot whit t |
Central - EDN | . Suin she cud hear sawin, an | Iqbal | wis gollerin for taur. |
Central - EDN | watter an firin, while she an | Iqbal | sattlet thairsels inside a bi |
Central - EDN | oup wis laidin supplies. Whan | Iqbal | saw Derry comin wi her gear o |
Central - EDN | As | Iqbal | brushed by her on his wey oot |
Central - EDN | Chinese, introducin hissel as | Iqbal | Nanto, thair surgeon, an walc |
Central - EDN | She cud see that Abdul wis | Iqbal | ’s recent amputee. She made |
Central - WCE | Chris Rice jist telt me that | Iqbal | 's lookin fir sumdy tae dae th |
Central - WCE | h in wur big orange bags that | Iqbal | gied us an the rest inside ma |
Central - EDN | It turnt oot that | Iqbal | had come wi a muckle baun o f |
Central - EDN | the weemen. Than he leukit at | Iqbal | . “Ye’re a |
Central - EDN | the weemen. Than he leukit at | Iqbal | . “Ye’re a |
Central - EDN | r wey. It had went weill, bit | Iqbal | gied Beatrice a sherrickin th |
Central - EDN | he man wis thinkin aboot whit | Iqbal | wis sayin, bit than Bill noti |
Central - EDN | He felt | Iqbal | ’s fuit giein him a weill-ju |
Central - EDN | ock. “Grit God!” exclaimt | Iqbal | , “That cud dö a lot o dama |
Central - WCE | ever said anythin bad against | Iqbal | or his religion or anythin be |
Central - EDN | he sayed, wi an effort. “ | Iqbal | ’s mad at me.” |
Central - EDN | buy safe conducks fae ye,” | Iqbal | telt him in Chinese. |
Central - EDN | buy safe conducks fae ye,” | Iqbal | telt him in Chinese. |
Central - EDN | “whit is fower thoosan?” | Iqbal | cried oot the translation afo |