| Doric - MNA |
| gurled | , the lichtenin flashed an sti |
| Central - LAL |
manded. The dominie glowered, | gurled | or shevelled at every line o |
| Central - SEC |
d aboot. The soond o the wind | gurled | in the backgrund, biggin up t |
| Central - WCE |
up shairply. Ah wid mind!' he | gurled | . 'Dinner is a faimly gaitheri |
| Central - LAL |
kie!" the hook-haundit mannie | gurled | , and pushed her intae a chair |
| Central - SEC |
hat’s the maitter.” Davie | gurled | . “Jist raed that. Gan oan. |
| Central - LAL |
t the wird means," Coont Olaf | gurled | . "Whaur did ye get thon book? |
| Central - LAL |
l mind yer ain bizzness," Meg | gurled | it her. |
| Central - LAL |
aur ye are," the baldie chiel | gurled | at Klaus, and Klaus thocht o |
| Central - SWE |
While the storm | gurled | on an never seemt tae slack. |