CHAPTER XXIX No. We’re never bored!
[[[Evening. Richard, Lilli, Sylvia, and the Captain sit at the table.]]]
CAPTAIN: Mmm, you DO set an excellent table. My compliments to the chef. Look Sylvia, they’ve fashioned their own dinnerware. Cups, soupspoons. . . Ingenious.
[[[Sylvia takes a sip of her soup and mm’s her appreciation. Lilli gets a bowl and spoon
and ladles some soup for Quinlan.]]]
RICHARD: Won’t Mr. Quinlan be joining us?
CAPTAIN: Mr. Quinlan is a seafarer, and prefers to be by himself. It’s plain to see why you’ve been lost for so long. The charts don’t even show this island.
SYLVIA: It’s a wonder we found you.
[[[Lilli hands Quinlan his soup. He waggles his tongue at her suggestively.
She doesn’t know what to make of it. so she turns and sits down at the table.]]]
RICHARD: Heathens come to the north side of the island. At certain times. There’s a burial ground there.
SYLVIA: This is ever so tasty. A great treat from the slop we have to eat on the ship. What is it?
LILLI: Eel broth.
[[[Quinlan chuckles. Lilli tries to fix her mistake.]]]
LILLI: Well, only the broth is eel! The little white chunks, are sea-urchin.
[[[Quinlan stares at her, and as she turns her head, the pearl glints in the light. He stares intently at it.]]]
CAPTAIN: We appreciate your hospitality and hope that you’ll offer us the opportunity to repay you.
RICHARD: You can. You can take us with you, back to civilization.
SYLVIA: I should think! It must be awfully boring here.
RICHARD: What is the meaning of boring?
SYLVIA: Well, boring’s when. . . You have nothing whatever to do. So you’re bored, like you must be here.
RICHARD: (pondering) No. (suggestive) We’re never bored!
[[[He and Lilli grin at each other across the table.]]]