“And he, cryin oot, said ‘Faither Abraʼm! hae mercie on me, and send ye Lazarus, sae as he may pit the tip oʼ his fingʼer in watir, and cule my tongue; for I am in anguish in this lowe!’
“Bring ye than forth frutes fit for repentance; and begin‐na to say wiʼ yersels, ‘We hae a faither, eʼen Abraʼm!’ For say I tʼye, that God coud raise up oʼ thae stanes bairns till Abraʼm!
“Ye are oʼ yere faither the deevil; and his wull dae ye. A murderer was he frae the first, and bade‐na iʼ the truth. And whan he speaks a lee, he speaks oʼ his ain; for he is a leear, and the faither oʼ aʼ leears.