 Cling? That's just the word for it. All of it, the way it makes me feel. The sea, you mean? I'm thinking you have a bit of it in your blood, too. Your old man wasn't only a barge rat. I'm begging your pardon. All his life by the cut of him. No, he was boasting on sailing ships for years. And all the men on both sides of the family have gone to see as far back as he remembers. He says all the women have married sailors, too. Oh, did they now?