[And then she loses her temper.]

Marquis! Will you get the flipping saveloys out of your lug'oles and shut the 'eck up long enough to 'ear what I say!

No. She's not gone. You've been separated by a flood. It's temporary. Listen, Marquis - you'd been graduated forever when I signed on this voyage, and I've been 'ere thirty years, now. I didn't even know who your warden 'ad been.

Trust me. It'll be all right.