 Or would you have her tied for life to the like of them skinny shriveled swabs that be working in cities? That's lie, you fool. It is not. It's your own mad notions I'm after telling. But you know the truth in your heart. If great fear of the sea has made you a liar and a coward itself, the sea's the only life for a man with guts in him isn't afraid of his own shadow. Tis only on the sea he's free, and him roving the face of the world, seeing all things. Not giving a damn for saving up money or stealing from his friends or any of the black tricks a landlubber'd waste his life on.