It was pay night. And the two cronies, Rob
and Andra, had had a drop too much to drink. What had started as a
friendly argument had ended in blows. Rob had been taken home for urgent
repairs, but Andra had followed him "to come oot-side an fecht it oot."
While Rob's wounds were given some attention
by his wife ; Andra continued to shout his loud invitations to "come oot
an no be a cooard." At last Mrs Rob could stand it no longer. "Awa oot
an feenish him" she encouraged - but with characteristic forethought she
added "bit be shair ye dinna brak the flouer-pat at the front door!"