CAMERON. That iss what they say. He had heard the island calling.
SIMON (hesitating). How does the island call?
CAMERON. I do not know.
SIMON. Do you know any one who has heard the call?
CAMERON. I do not. No one can hear it but those for whom it iss meant.
MARY ROSE. But if that child heard it, the others must have heard it also as they were with him.
CAMERON. They heard nothing. This iss how it will be. I might be standing close to you, Mistress Blake, as it were here, and I might hear it, ferry loud, terrible, or in soft whispers—no one knows—but I would haf to go, and you will not haf heard a sound.
MARY ROSE. Simon, isn’t it creepy!
SIMON. But full of holes, I have no doubt. How long ago is this supposed to have happened, credulous one?
CAMERON. It was before I was born.