Central - LAL | Tod | cudna but agree that Man, | |
Central - WCE | TOD | ||
Central - SWE | Tod | -Flam | |
Doric - DOR | A | Tod | 's Thoucht |
Central - AYR | redit yon as faur as a dug, a | tod | or a wowff is concairned, but |
Central - LAL | e blood-blotched orrals o...a | tod | 's tail. Beek liftit it. "We t |
Central - LAL | I'm no allowed a | tod | , ye ken, |
Doric - MNA | neeps, bit on she ran like a | tod | wi a pack at its dowp till sh |
Central - GLA | y the street leavin me oan ma | tod | again. |
Central - GLA | Ah’ve been oan ma | tod | noo fur six month—six o the |
Central - GLA | Aw that time ah spent oan ma | tod | jist convinced me tae truly c |
Central - GLA | ah’m well and truly oan ma | tod | . |
Central - NEC | s stravaigin the jungle on ma | tod | . I wis merchin for Singapore, |
Central - WCE | use ah preferred workin on ma | tod | . |
Central - LAL | m hert-gled that I hae haen a | tod | as a freend,' |
Doric - MNA | muckle bigger nur the moo o a | tod | 's den, a lang human burrow th |
Central - EDN | o his bed, shuir the’ war a | tod | in the yaird. He grippit the |
Central - LAL | 'We're efter a | tod | !' |
Central - NEC | Is this a | tod | then, a vixen circlin thi yai |
Central - LAL | ear sib - but ye wadna cry a | tod | a manky tike or the ither wey |
Central - AYR | it hae we here . . . the auld | tod | an his cub! We were expectin |
Central - LAL | thummart, wil'-cat, brock and | tod | .’ |
Central - LAL | ummart, wil’-cat, brock and | tod | ” (pole cat, wildcat, badger |
Central - LAL | O swallows and | Tod | Lapraik and herds as weel, |
Central - LAL | ey shauchled ower tae the wee | tod | -hole in the bottom o the muck |
Central - LAL | the | tod | luiks efter hisel. |
Central - LAL | The | tod | fell seelent an gowpit lang a |
Central - LAL | The | Tod | an the Stoat |
Central - LAL | The | tod | flytes the trap and no hisel. |
Central - LAL | 'I am a tod, the | tod | said. |
Central - LAL | wisna confortit. I minded the | tod | . Ye maun aftwhiles greet, gin |
Central - LAL | t has dune me guid,' said the | tod | , 'because o the color o the C |
Central - LAL | at is aften forgot,' said the | tod | . 'It is whit sets ae day apai |
Central - LAL | forgot this truith, said the | tod | . 'But ye maunna forget it. 'Y |
Central - LAL | hat is aften forgot, said the | tod | . It means tae yoke thegither. |
Central - LAL | 'My freend the | tod | ...' he begoud tae say. |
Central - LAL | Ootside the | tod | 's hole, Boggin and Boonce and |
Central - LAL | in, you bide here and see the | tod | disna jouk us. Boonce and I'l |
Central - LAL | e in aboot the hole where the | tod | steys. We'll bide there tae h |
Central - LAL | Boggin said, "Whit if the | tod | howks a hole richt through th |
Central - LAL | 'Deil tak the | tod | !' shouted Boonce. |
Central - LAL | re by the hole, waitin on the | tod | tae cam oot. |
Central - LAL | here is an animal fable o the | tod | an the wolf, a tale o tricker |
Central - LAL | pple and bile ye doon for the | tod | -hoonds. As for the dugs, ainc |
Central - EDN | pple and byle ye doun for the | tod | -hoonds. As tae the dugs, whan |
Central - LAL | r nor a few oors. He says the | tod | 'll hae tae mak a run for it t |
Central - LAL | It wis then that the | tod | kythed. |
Central - LAL | Creag an t-Sionnaich, ‘the | tod | ’s rock’, while Invervurie |
Central - AYR | araudin troopers in the stane | tod | -hole biggit intae the brae-fa |
Central - LAL | lock up yer moggies: ‘Ane | tod | , ane cat, ane fowmart skyne |
Central - LAL | O bugloss an | tod | -tails, nou gaes |
Central - AYR | erz und Lust erleiden sanften | Tod | . |
Central - LAL | s! Whit a sicht for a stervin | tod | ! Losh me! Heech awa! Hooch aw |
Doric - DOR | in oot on the causey | a toon | tod | scroongin his bunt refleckin |
Central - LAL | y were seein noo wis a kind o | tod | 's dream, a brock's dream, a h |
Central - LAL | Mr | Tod | took a guid swatch at the waw |
Central - LAL | Mr | Tod | pit his face richt in at Broc |
Central - LAL | Mr | Tod | Has a Ploy |
Central - LAL | Mr | Tod | didna ken whit wis gaun on or |
Central - LAL | Mr | Tod | sclimmed up the ladder and ra |
Central - LAL | Mr | Tod | streeked himsel flat on the g |
Central - LAL | Mr | Tod | |
Central - LAL | Mr | Tod | looked at the fower Wee Tods |
Central - LAL | Mr | Tod | hadna spoken in a lang while. |
Central - LAL | Mr | Tod | and the three Wee Tods that w |
Central - LAL | 'Haw, Mr | Tod | !' skirled Boonce, leanin oot |
Central - LAL | e mair in the mirk tunnel. Mr | Tod | streetched up and poued the f |
Central - LAL | couldna gang ony further. Mr | Tod | raxed up tae hae a swatch at |
Central - LAL | pped awa oot o sicht fast. Mr | Tod | lauched and began tae pou mai |
Central - LAL | rit, ma wee scones! peched Mr | Tod | . 'Dinna gie up!' |
Central - LAL | 'Brock!' skirled Mr | Tod | . |
Central - LAL | kes, ye're richt!' skirled Mr | Tod | . 'Whit a considerin wee loon |
Central - LAL | t yin mair visit!' skirled Mr | Tod | . |
Central - LAL | 'Haud it!" ordered Mr | Tod | . "This is ma pairty, sae [ll |
Central - LAL | 'Wha's we?' spiered Mr | Tod | . |
Central - LAL | 'Quick! said Mr | Tod | . "Grab a jaur each, and run f |
Central - LAL | 'Quick!' said Mr | Tod | . 'Hide!' He and Brock and the |
Central - LAL | 'Ex-actly!' said Mr | Tod | . |
Central - LAL | ll dae, that'll dae,' said Mr | Tod | , wheechin the jaur aff him an |
Central - LAL | 're faur ower douce,' said Mr | Tod | . |
Central - LAL | 'Weel, ma dearie,' said Mr | Tod | . 'Whit'll it be the nicht?" |
Central - LAL | 'Nor can mine,' said Mr | Tod | . 'And yet even as we speak sh |
Central - LAL | 'I dinna dare,' said Mr | Tod | , 'because this place I'm ettl |
Central - LAL | ak aboot it, please,' said Mr | Tod | . 'It's a sair point.' |
Central - LAL | "Thank ye,' said Mr | Tod | , wi a muckle grin. 'But noo, |
Central - LAL | We widna dream o it,' said Mr | Tod | . 'Aw we'll dae is tak a wee b |
Central - LAL | 'Ex-actly,' said Mr | Tod | . |
Central - LAL | n a gey special airt, said Mr | Tod | , pointin doon and sideyweys. |
Central - LAL | Brock. 'Ex-actly, said Mr | Tod | . 'But let me spier ye this: |
Central - LAL | in soonds wid fade awa and Mr | Tod | wid say, 'We're gonnae mak it |
Central - LAL | me thing seemed tae jundie Mr | Tod | intae action. He lowped up an |
Central - LAL | Wi Mr | Tod | , the dirty snotter, |
Central - LAL | ll be nae wey oot then for Mr | Tod | .' |
Central - LAL | cried yin o her characters Mr | Tod | . Anither character is cried T |
Central - LAL | unnel they waited sae that Mr | Tod | could brick up the gap in the |
Central - LAL | atr, she'll see us, thocht Mr | Tod | . He could feel the Wee-est To |
Central - LAL | Beek. The tents surroondit Mr | Tod | 's hole. And the three fermers |
Central - LAL | Medicine' or 'The Sleekit Mr | Tod | '? Itchy-coo provide translati |
Central - LAL | But Mr | Tod | wis ower smert for them. He a |
Central - LAL | For | tod | nor whittrick, Man'd nae use. |
Central - LAL | "Your | tod | ...his lugs look a bittle like |
Central - EDN | bit efter that he wis on his | tod | . |
Central - LAL | Mrs | Tod | stertit tae greet. She gaithe |
Central - LAL | Mrs | Tod | and three Wee Tods. |
Central - LAL | Mrs | Tod | opened baith een and sat up s |
Central - LAL | Mrs | Tod | is Dumfoonert |
Central - LAL | Doon the hole, Mrs | Tod | wis doucely lickin the dock o |
Central - LAL | 'Ma crowdie-mowdy" said Mrs | Tod | , lowpin up and giein Mr Tod a |
Central - LAL | jist you tak tent,' said Mrs | Tod | . 'Ye ken they'll be waitin on |
Central - LAL | n, pechin for braith. And Mrs | Tod | said tae her weans, 'I wid li |
Central - LAL | Then Mrs | Tod | got blately tae her feet and |
Central - LAL | bairns dovered ower. Then Mrs | Tod | wis doverin and aw. But Mr To |
Central - LAL | e the bit where they kent Mrs | Tod | wid be waitin. |
Central - LAL | he said fuffily, 'I want that | tod | ! I'm gonnae get that tod! I'm |
Central - AYR | en they cam across the secret | tod | -hole wi the swords an pistols |
Doric - MNA | He answert, "G'wa an tell att | tod | , 'Hearkin, e day an e morn A' |
Central - WCE | ctioun o the 1807 text, Sandy | Tod | an A Farewell to Ettrick, ir |
Central - WCE | s'. The first o thir is Sandy | Tod | , a richt saft-hertit an sappi |
Central - LAL | he said, 'that ye gree wi my | tod | ." |