You seem disturbed.
Stranger. ’Tis past. What did your son?
Sailor.He slew the slimy reptile that crawled over him;
Put his hard heel upon her glossy front,
Trampled her out in cold blood.
Stranger.God of heaven!
Sailor.And he did right.
Stranger.Your daughter!
Sailor.He did right.
She who betrays the honor of her husband,