I now place the soaking little parcels on the fire, and when the paper begins to burn it will be a sure sign that the trouts iss now ready, like myself, ma’am, to be your humble servants. (He is returning to the boat.)
MARY ROSE (who has been preparing the feast). Don’t go away.
CAMERON. If it iss agreeable to Mistress Blake I would wish to go back to the boat.
MARY ROSE. Why?
(CAMERON is not comfortable.)
It would be more agreeable to me if you would stay.
CAMERON (shuffling). I will stay.
Simon. Good man—and look after the trout. It is the most heavenly way of cooking fish, Mary Rose.
CAMERON. It iss a tasty way, Mr. Blake, but I would not use the word heavenly in this connection.
Simon. I stand corrected. (Tartly.) I must say—