"Ah, just look at the dear lass! She's all a'tremble with joy."
"And who could blame her? She's probably been dreamin' o' this day her entire life."
"Aye, 'tis every lass' dream, is it not? To wed a wealthy laird who can afford to grant her every wish."
Turns out she's not a'tremble with joy, but loathing. The wealthy laird is about 80 and she's only marrying him to save her family from poverty.
I don't normally read books with Scottish themes because, while I love hearing a Scottish accent, I don't love reading one. Fortunately I haven't encountered anything more difficult than the opening lines (I'm on page 85) and it looks like it's going to be a fun book.