 Come on in the cabin. You can have my bed if there ain't no other place. Glory be to God. Is it holding my arm about your neck, you are? Anna. Anna. Sure it's a sweet name. Is it suited to you? Shh. Oh, shh. Is it indeed or not? I'll be roaring it out like a foghorn over the sea. You're the girl of the world and we'll be marrying soon and I don't care who knows it. Shh. Never mind that talk. You, go to sleep.