 Eh, it's queer you'd be the one making great trouble about her leaving when you never laid eyes on her once in all them years. Well, I thought it was better Anna stay away, grow up inland where she don't ever know old Teffel Sea. Is it blaming the sea for your troubles you are again? God help you. Well, Anna knows it now. It was in her blood anyway. And I don't want she ever know no good fella on sea. Well, she knows one now. Well, that's just it. That's just what you are. No good sailor fella.