25 “Tha Loard haes bin mair ner guid tae me,” Lïzbeth saed, “an A'm no affrontit onie lang'r wi haein nae femlie.”
But tha angel saed, “Dïnnae be feart, Zechariah, fer God haes heerd yer prayer, an yer wife Lïzbeth wull gie ye a wee sinn! An ye maun caa hïm Jhone.
No lang eftèr that, Lïzbeth fun oot she wus gaun tae hae a wean, an sae she stapt ïn tha hoose oot o sicht fer five month.