Jesus went bak ïntae tha Temple gruns, an while he wus taichin, tha heid preeshts an tha Jewish eldèrs cum up tae hïm. “Bi whut thortie ir ye daein these thïngs?” the' axt. “An wha gien ye tha thortie?”
Wull we gie or wull we no gie?” The' wur twa faced, but Jesus saa throu thaim an axt, “Fer why ir ye tryin tae ketch me oot? Brïng me a denarius til A see!”
Whaniver tha taichers o tha Laa an tha Pharisees saen hïm alang wi tha sïnners an tex men, the' axt hïs follaers, “Whut's he daein aitin wi tex getherers an sïnners?”
Yin day a thortie on tha Laa stud up an axt Jesus a question tae pit hïm tae tha test: “Maistèr, whut can A dae tae be shair A'll hae iverlastin life?”
The' wur quïzzin hïm fer tae ketch hïm oot, tae get tha gruns fer a chairge agin hïm. But Jesus stoopit doon an he stairtit tae scrieve ïn tha stour wi hïs fïng'r.