[He kind of chuckles - his throat is a little strained, leaving him feeling always parched, always just on the edge of a cough. He hopes he's not coming down with something.]

With all my heart and soul. Not a soul on earth couldn't be charmed by my Lucy. She could make the seas part for a smile and birds sing for a laugh.

Lucky as the devil himself, I am, that out of all the men in London, she said yes to me.