" Ye gallows young dog, " said Sandy Jim, with some paternal pride, " if ye donna keep that stick quiet, I'll tek it from ye. What dy'e mane by kickin' foulks" ?

桑迪吉姆说， 带着一些父亲般的自豪感， “如果你不让那根棍子安静下来， 我会告诉你它。踢犯规的人是什么人” ？

" Nay, nay, " said old Martin, " I'n gi'en up to my son; I'm no tenant now: let my son take my place. Th' ould foulks ha' had their turn: they mun make way for the young uns" .

“不，不，” 老马丁说，“我让给了我的儿子； 我现在不是房客了：让我的儿子代替我吧。轮到他们了：他们必须让路为年轻的联合国” 。