What was wrong with his Rose? Ben frowned. But he did not relent. Instead, he leaned forward a little and looked at the young man. "Look, Claude. A man's gotta do what 'e believes is right. All I'm sayin' is, if you are unattached, and she is, and you've grown up together... You've seen her grow up. You know she's a fine lass. Bit plain alright, but it's better to have a plain lass who's sensible and hard-working than a pretty lass that'll make a begger out of ye, that's what I would say. An' you were almost one of ours with you an' Simon being friends. I'd easilly call ye my son."