9 And he quaistened him in mony words; but he answerʼt nocht.
And bein accused oʼ the Heid‐priests and Elders, he answert nocht.
And he answerʼt him no sae muckle as a word; sae that the Governor ferlied uncolie.
“Ye maunna gie holie things to dowgs; nor yet cast pearls afore swine; that they trauchle them‐na aneath their feet, and than turn on ye and rive ye.
But Jesus nae mair answerʼt ocht; sae that Pilate ferlied.
And he said to them, “Gang ye and tell that tod, ‘Mark ye! I cast oot demons, and mak an end oʼ healins, the day and the morn; and the third day Iʼse be made perfete!’
And the Heid‐priests and the Scribes war staunin, and desperately wytin him.
And gaed again intil the Judgment haʼ, and says to Jesus, “Whaur are ye frae?” But Jesus answerʼt‐him‐na.
The bit oʼ the Scriptur he was readin was, “He was taen oot as a sheep till the slauchtir; and as a lown lamb afore his shearer, sae was he quate;
Wha, whan miscaʼd, miscaʼd‐na again; sufferin, he banned‐na: but gied himsel ower to him wha judges justly.