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Gin ye kent what was doing at hame, I trow ye wad look blate.

Hang ye for an Italian dog! do ye think that Scotch lasses are sae blate as to forget their bargains!

Do not be too blate,25 and for God’s sake do not try to be too forward; nothing sets you worse.—I am “Your affectionate friend and governess, “Barbara Grant.”

Grant was by no means "blate" in availing himself of the hint, but the Shaws were tough fighters.

He broke off to hum:— “‘Now Johnnie, troth, ye werena blate, to come wi’ the news o’ your ain, And leave your men in sic a strait, so early in the morning.’