And, meanwhile he was speakin thir things till them, behauld! a certain Ruler cam, and loutit doon afore him, sayin, “My dochter maun eʼen noo be deid! But come and pit thy haun ower her, and she sal leeve!”
And they cam till him, and waukenʼd him, sayin, “Maister! Maister! we perish!” And he raise, and challenged the winʼ and the raginʼ oʼ the watir; and they war lown, and it becam a calm.