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And I , mysel ' , am vera fond o ' vines . The wee wrens , and the robin redbreasts , look to the vines for food and shelter , and you 'll not dare to hurt their feelings , for `` The Robin , wi ' the red breast , The Robin , and the wren , If you do them any wrong , You 'll never thrive again . '' `` Stop , Christine , I have a great deal to think of , and to ask your help in . '' `` Weel , Neil , I was ready for you at three o'clock , and then you werna ready for me . '' `` Tell me why you dressed yourself up so much ? Did you know Ballister was coming ? '' `` Not I !