SIMON. Crushed again! But I dare say it is good for me. Sit down and have pot-luck with us. CAMERON. I thank you, Mr. Blake, but it would not be good manners for a paid man to sit with his employers. MARY ROSE. When I ask you, Mr. Cameron? CAMERON. It iss kindly meant, but I haf not been introduced to you. MARY ROSE. Oh, but--oh, do let me. My husband Mr. Blake--Mr. Cameron. CAMERON. I hope you are ferry well, sir. SIMON. The same to you, Mr. Cameron. How do you do? Lovely day, isn’t it? CAMERON. It iss a fairly fine day. (_He is not yet appeased._) MARY ROSE (_to the rescue_). Simon! SIMON. Ah! Do you know my wife? Mr. Cameron--Mrs. Blake. CAMERON. I am ferry pleased to make Mistress Blake’s acquaintance. Iss Mistress Blake making a long stay in these parts? MARY ROSE. No, alas, we go across to-morrow. CAMERON. I hope the weather will be favourable. MARY ROSE. Thank you (_passing him the sandwiches_). And now, you know, you are our guest. CAMERON. I am much obliged. (_He examines the sandwiches with curiosity._) Butcher-meat! This iss ferry excellent. (_He bursts into a surprising fit of laughter, and suddenly cuts it off._) Please to excuse my behaviour. You haf been laughing at me all this time, but you did not know I haf been laughing at myself also, though keeping a remarkable control over my features. I will now haf my laugh out, and then I will explain. (_He finishes his laugh._) I will now explain. I am not the solemn prig I haf pretended to you to be, I am really a fairly attractive young man, but I am shy and I haf been guarding against your taking liberties with me, not because of myself, who am nothing, but because of the noble profession it iss my ambition to enter. (_They discover that they like him._) MARY ROSE. Do tell us what that is. CAMERON. It iss the ministry. I am a student of Aberdeen University, and in the vacation I am a boatman, or a ghillie, or anything you please, to help to pay my fees. SIMON. Well done! CAMERON. I am obliged to Mr. Blake. And I may say, now that we know one another socially, that there iss much in Mr. Blake which I am trying to copy. 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?