 I love your mother too much for ever do that, Anna. I don't remember nothing about her. What was she like? Tell me. I tell you all about everything. And you tell me all things happen to you. But not here now. This ain't a good place for a young girl anyway. Only no good sailor fella come here for get drunk. You come with me, Anna. You need lie down, get rest. Where are you going? Come, we get on board. On board your barge, you mean?