| Central - SWE | distance cried Craigallian, | wher | Mr Gobbs hud gote nabbed poac |
| Central - SWE | "Yez ur talkin pure mince. | Wher | wis this?" |
| Central - SWE | rowned wae firs, anen stoaped | wher | the mountains |
| Central - SWE | rge then follaed the burn tae | wher | it fell frae the |
| Central - SWE | drove aff. Ee'd drapped us | wher | ther wis a wee well on the ot |
| Central - SWE | , landin exackly oan the spot | wher | Sister Josephine hud been sta |