SIMON. Something in me worth copying!
CAMERON. It iss not Mr. Blake’s learning; he has not much learning, but I haf always understood that the English manage without it. What I admire in you iss your ferry nice manners and your general deportment, in all which I haf a great deal to learn yet, and I watch these things in Mr. Blake and take memoranda of them in a little note-book.
(SIMON expands.)
MARY ROSE. Mr. Cameron, do tell me that I also am in the little note-book?
CAMERON. You are not, ma’am, it would not be seemly in me. But it iss written in my heart, and also I haf said it to my father, that I will remain a bachelor unless I can marry some lady who iss ferry like Mistress Blake.
MARY ROSE. Simon, you never said anything to me as pretty as that. Is your father a crofter in the village?
CAMERON. Yes, ma’am, when he iss not at the University of Aberdeen.
SIMON. My stars, does he go there too?
CAMERON. He does so. We share a ferry small room between us.
SIMON. Father and son. Is he going into the ministry also?