" And now you're off to Port Caynn. Watch them sailor lads. They'll have your skirts up and a babe in your belly afore you know what you're about." " Everyone keep warning me about sailors," I complained. " Why can't someone tell the sailors to stay clear of me?" Granny snorted. " Oh, you're the fierce one now! Just take care no one else catches you unawares and knocks you on the nob! "