Car. (reflectively) Salmon? Yes, you might have salmon.
Miss P. Pickled salmon.
Car. Oh, no, not pickled! (both men shake their heads) That would be a pity! I'll make you a mayonnaise.
Pil. Delightful!
Dor. Rippin'!
Car. I shall want some lettuces. I'll tell Gandy.
Miss P. After that we will have two cold ducklings.
Car. Ducklings? It's late for ducklings.
Pil. Maturity in poultry is to be deprecated.
Dor. Leathery beasts at this time of the year. (Miss Pillenger glares at Dorvaston)