Ulster - EUL | Sally | jumped up an strechtened hir | |
Ulster - EUL | Sally | Andrews was a mysterie. There | |
Ulster - EUL | Sally | pictur'd the threeds o hemp f | |
Ulster - EUL | Sally | picturd a wumman in a cabin o | |
Ulster - EUL | Sally | twitched an Maisie bowed hir | |
Doric - MNA | Sally | Bruce hid gaen roon aa the co | |
Ulster - BUL | Sally | nir ma buttocks got | |
Ulster - EUL | Sally | was distrectit bae hir ain re | |
Ulster - EUL | Sally | assessed the thirteen boxes a | |
Central - LAL | Sally | ||
Central - SEC | nin shouts acroass the room, " | Sally | , have you got the vouchers fo |
Doric - MNA | irry oan'," fuspered Winnie. " | Sally | fae Eric's wirk dis yon Ann S |
Doric - MNA | bit thon wisna the eyn o't,' | Sally | Bruce buttit in. 'Even I ken |
Doric - MNA | er twa bairns inno yer bosie, | Sally | , at least ye something tae my |
Ulster - EUL | al, as advised bae hir freen, | Sally | . She checked the reflection o |
Ulster - EUL | the dure. "Ye're a queer yin, | Sally | Andrews, rinnin aff tae Franc |
Doric - MNA | inmaist oors o the auld year, | Sally | Bruce sat Minnie doon tae spr |
Doric - MNA | tit, even....even her mither, | Sally | , bit nae her da, nae him, ony |
Doric - MNA | e turnt feart fur her mither, | Sally | . Aften, afore Steenhillock's |
Doric - MNA | Minnie's mither, | Sally | Bruce, ay gied the orra wirk |
Doric - MNA | ter even than Matty's mither, | Sally | . Throwe the windae at his elb |
Ulster - EUL | "Ye need to see a doctor, | Sally | ." |
Doric - MNA | Normally, | Sally | Bruce wad hae bin here, makki |
Ulster - EUL | Aal o them. It was Dalriada. | Sally | knowed it |
Doric - MNA | she wis takkin this excheege. | Sally | Bruce's expression niver lat |
Ulster - EUL | face had lang left hir mine. | Sally | squeezed hir een shut an trie |
Doric - MNA | eenished seen efter fur them. | Sally | Bruce gaed her loon his first |
Doric - MNA | a meetin o the kirk session. | Sally | Bruce, her mither, wis throwe |
Doric - MNA | ome far in fleggin the bairn. | Sally | Bruce drew ower a kitchie ste |
Doric - MNA | bin an unca strained affair. | Sally | Bruce thocht her man thocht m |
Doric - MNA | t ontae her thick blaik hair. | Sally | Bruce hid a tweed cape button |
Doric - MNA | ment rubbit inno a sair jynt. | Sally | Bruce wis swypin the stoor fr |
Ulster - GUL | t oot again...an back wae tha | Sally | rod...ye wee blirt ye...Mae g |
Ulster - EUL | "Catch a whiff o thon," cried | Sally | in a braid voice as they come |
Doric - MNA | Uncle Peter hid poored | Sally | Bruce oot a stiff dram, the n |
Ulster - EUL | Hughie showed | Sally | the first card - a postcard |
Ulster - EUL | She knowed | Sally | 's mid-mornin routine weel. Wh |
Ulster - EUL | "I dinnae think sae," said | Sally | . |
Ulster - EUL | avoid the post office," said | Sally | . | |
Ulster - EUL | a wean on a coul nicht," said | Sally | , as the wean slep on hir shou |
Ulster - EUL | Why on earth did | Sally | no uise the ruim owerleukin t |
Central - LAL | o thit this sea-lion wis cawd | Sally | an oreeginally cam fae a circ |
Ulster - EUL | Waterloo Road had tended tae | Sally | 's wounds an chicked fur an oo |
Ulster - EUL | Lily turnt hir attention tae | Sally | . "Rab's applied fur a parlour |
Doric - MNA | his dother than iver his wife | Sally | wis, fur he lued her as weel |
Doric - ABN | e at her an shoutin, "Ay, the | Sally | Army, they ken fit it's aa ab |
Central - LAL | For aa the | Sally | Ann wi blessin gied |
Central - SWE | t o’ us. Mrs Cooper fae the | Sally | Army would gie me and ma brit |
Central - LAL | hey mak Scrooge look like the | Sally | Army. |
Ulster - BUL | Yit ivery booin brench o the | sally | , |
Ulster - EUL | apt in the gairden tae admire | Sally | 's datfodils, thair goulden he |
Ulster - EUL | What remained o the young | Sally | Ramsey was in this yin ruim, |
Central - SEC | reeginal picter wis pentit bi | Sally | J Collins, the kenspeckle Eas |
Ulster - EUL | the bathin boxes themorra wi | Sally | ," said she tae challenge hir |
Ulster - EUL | isie walkt on an catcht up wi | Sally | , who had stapt in front o a n |
Doric - MNA | The door wis pushed ajee, an | Sally | Bruce stude in the moo o't, w |
Ulster - EUL | ousin o Leonard's." Maisie an | Sally | had stairtit tae walk side ba |
Ulster - EUL | ils in the jars ony mair than | Sally | cud. She had said sae in the |
Ulster - EUL | wi hir duster an Ewbank whan | Sally | caalt hir bak. ""Maisie,"' sa |
Ulster - EUL | The wind ris again an | Sally | immersed hersel in a memrie. |
Central - LAL | or leids o Scotland: no even | Sally | Daghlian's 'Cosmopolitan Scot |
Ulster - EUL | s saft-lik sairchin fur it on | Sally | 's nakit skin. What was she ta |
Central - WCE | ), he becums sair browdent on | Sally | . At the stert, he gets monie |
Ulster - EUL | atcht a smirk frae the side o | Sally | 's face as she settled intae t |
Ulster - EUL | Wirds filtered in an oot o | Sally | 's mine as hir vision blurred. |
Doric - MNA | hie. Meg Ramsay an her mither | Sally | hid a tin basin wytin reamin |
Doric - MNA | a Brae, up tae far her mither | Sally | hid keepit hoose tae a kinswu |
Doric - MNA | k, sune efter Minnie's mither | Sally | an the kitchie deem Meg Ramsa |
Doric - DOR | soor | sally | we cried it |
Central - SEC | are you two dain here?" it's | Sally | , eh? a plump lassie wae a sur |
Shetland - SHD | lookin forward tae readin dis | Sally | xx |
Ulster - EUL | Maisie waved at | Sally | , who was lik a sprig o holly |
Ulster - EUL | Alfie leukt at | Sally | in the way that he had leukt |
Doric - MNA | e wis sae fond o spikkin. Yet | Sally | Bruce wisna coorse in the vic |
Ulster - EUL | "A bonnie bride!" exclaimt | Sally | . |
Ulster - EUL | "H'lang?"? whuspert | Sally | . Daniel had heared the questi |