Ulster - EUL | Maisie | held hir hairt in hir han as | |
Ulster - EUL | Maisie | knowed Reverend McCready wasn | |
Ulster - EUL | Maisie | walkt on an catcht up wi Sall | |
Ulster - EUL | Maisie | leukt at hir freen. It was gu | |
Ulster - EUL | Maisie | bit hir cheeks an scratched h | |
Ulster - EUL | Maisie | walkt anent hir ma in silence | |
Ulster - EUL | Maisie | stapt bae the dure o the main | |
Doric - MNA | Maisie | Higgins, affa impressed, “M | |
Doric - DOR | Maisie | Drummond wis near deminted. S | |
Ulster - EUL | Maisie | stapt bae the fire tae leuk a | |
Ulster - EUL | Maisie | exhaled an walkt oot the dure | |
Ulster - EUL | Maisie | muived ahint Daniel an pit hi | |
Ulster - EUL | Maisie | stapt an listened. A creak. T | |
Ulster - EUL | Maisie | had taen Esther tae be in hir | |
Ulster - EUL | Maisie | blinked. Hir brither-in-law h | |
Ulster - EUL | Maisie | leukt at him. Did he know abo | |
Ulster - EUL | Maisie | walkt taewart the kitchen an | |
Ulster - EUL | "It's Ireland." | Maisie | tichered. "Boys a dear, ye cu |
Ulster - EUL | bidin here wi me an Leonard." | Maisie | spak wi confidence, as much t |
Ulster - EUL | niel wi a stroke o his hair. " | Maisie | ," said she, "cud wee Hughie m |
Doric - MNA | ' | Maisie | , oan the caal meat coonter it |
Ulster - EUL | in the toue ruim at the bak, | Maisie | wud niver unnerstan. She glee |
Ulster - EUL | the wirds. Isn't that right, | Maisie | ?" |
Ulster - EUL | nered haird again the windae. | Maisie | lifted the lace curtain tae s |
Doric - MNA | eese. | Maisie | Higgins hid skirled at yon, a |
Ulster - EUL | id tall in his naval uniform. | Maisie | had niver seen sich style. |
Ulster - EUL | kinklin in hir enigmatic een. | Maisie | didnae hae the hairt tae tell |
Ulster - EUL | m oot o the boot o the motor. | Maisie | cocked hir heid an assessed t |
Ulster - EUL | mairked the end o the short. | Maisie | teuk the opportunity tae wake |
Central - SEC | @TheGunnersPub | Maisie | s coming, so nae shops ???? |
Ulster - EUL | "I beg yer pardon?" replied | Maisie | , riled bae the shicht in hir |
Ulster - EUL | e see ye crank the egg," said | Maisie | . '"There's a brave boy." She |
Ulster - EUL | adie's fernlie turnin?"' said | Maisie | whan Sadie was oot o earshot. |
Central - SEC | er hair done tomorrow. Me and | Maisie | have given her some encourage |
Central - SEC | dy cook time again for me and | Maisie | , where we pull some random st |
Ulster - EUL | l turnt away an hiddelt intae | Maisie | 's coat. Maisie lifted him as |
Ulster - EUL | Daniel leukt up tae | Maisie | wi beseechin een, his richt c |
Ulster - EUL | doon Quay Street an turnt tae | Maisie | . "Is that no yer sister Lily? |
Ulster - EUL | ud divulge ocht o hir day tae | Maisie | . |
Ulster - EUL | r knowed." She turnt tae face | Maisie | an handed hir an envelope. "I |
Doric - MNA | Ina leukit up te see | Maisie | fae caal meats comin spangin |
Doric - MNA | He didna like | Maisie | . She bett her nails an pickit |
Ulster - EUL | ounded up frae his seat afore | Maisie | had time tae pour the tay. |
Doric - MNA | " said Jock. "Fin ye spoke te | Maisie | ess mornin, fit exackly did s |
Central - SEC | about your wee girl, and gave | Maisie | a huge hug. Horrible to lose |
Ulster - EUL | She wud watch | Maisie | an Lily scratch oot yin anith |
Doric - MNA | h canna believe at Motirmooth | Maisie | wisna able to full ye in oan |
Doric - MNA | "Ah met in wi | Maisie | oan my wye up the road," said |
Ulster - EUL | deed! Folk wur gaun tae think | Maisie | had bin beamed tae the muin a |
Ulster - EUL | snae on his side o the bed an | Maisie | knowed it wioot turnin aroon. |
Ulster - EUL | Sally twitched an | Maisie | bowed hir heid. |
Ulster - EUL | s butter. But if ye see me an | Maisie | here lik twa weans playin hoo |
Doric - MNA | e it the caal meat coonter an | Maisie | didna hae muckle chunce te sp |
Ulster - EUL | waal o bodies tae crash again | Maisie | 's bak. "It's the wean's first |
Doric - MNA | skirpin satt ower the pot fin | Maisie | plunkit the basket o hens'egg |
Doric - MNA | e be as guid’s mine,” quo | Maisie | Higgins. “I’m giein her a |
Doric - MNA | weeties. “Mrs Scott.” quo | Maisie | , “Here’s mine.” |
Ulster - EUL | y Drawers. It was agreed thar | Maisie | 's ma shud be dispatched tae t |
Ulster - EUL | buiks!" exclaimt | Maisie | . | "It's a wile shame no tae |
Ulster - EUL | 'This is Daniel," explaint | Maisie | tae hir nephew. "He'll be sta |
Ulster - EUL | iebodie laughed, an says Aunt | Maisie | tae me, wud it no affront ye |
Ulster - EUL | safe tae live, Ma," whuspert | Maisie | . "Her man's a bad rip. An oni |
Ulster - EUL | she sang as she skipped past | Maisie | wi the sheets. She laid them |
Ulster - EUL | chts throu'oot the hoose, but | Maisie | was lang used tae feelin hir |
Ulster - EUL | m doon in French watters, but | Maisie | knowed the guilt that Leonard |
Central - SEC | hat place near StAndrews, but | Maisie | is welcome and Wednesday look |
Doric - MNA | t Mrs Scott’s on a diet,” | Maisie | snappit. “She’ll nae be s |