SIMON. I thought so.
MARY ROSE. Simon, don’t make fun of my island. Do you know any more ducky stories about it, Mr. Cameron?
CAMERON. I cannot tell them if Mr. Blake will be saying things the island might not like to hear.
SIMON. Not ‘chancey,’ I suppose.
MARY ROSE. Simon, promise to be good.
SIMON. All right, Cameron.
CAMERON. This one iss about a young English miss, and they say she was about ten years of age.
MARY ROSE. Not so much younger than I was when I came here. How long ago was it?
CAMERON. I think it iss ten years ago this summer.
MARY ROSE. Simon, it must have been the year after I was here!