- Claymore Gregg: Ahoy, my lovely. Captain Daniel Gregg in service of his queen - the fairest lass who ever stepped foot on the lee side of a fo'c'sle.
- Claymore Gregg: There are other things in life besides money.
- Carolyn Muir: [warily] Such as.
- Claymore Gregg: Fame.
- Cousin Harriet: [on the phone] Now, Carolyn, you know me. I never intrude and I never impose. All you have to do is tell me I'm not welcome. Caroline. Carolyn? Oh, I thought we'd been cut off.
- Cousin Harriet: Tell me, Carolyn, are you really happy here?
- Carolyn Muir: Yes, very.
- Cousin Harriet: [disbelieving anyone could prefer country life to city life] That's so like you - so brave, so stoic, never complaining.
- Carolyn Muir: Well, I AM very happy.
- Cousin Harriet: If you say so.
- Carolyn Muir: I say so because you keep asking.
- Cousin Harriet: No-no, no, I was wrong. I was wrong to come out here to this... this lonely outpost in civilization and... and tempt you with a glittering life and the big city.
- Carolyn Muir: Is no temptation.
- Cousin Harriet: [laughs] Just like Joan of Arc - a beautiful martyr.
- Martha Grant: [Martha introduces Harriet to Capt. Gregg via his portrait] The man himself.
- Cousin Harriet: That's him? Oh, my, he's a handsome devil.
- Martha Grant: And from all they say, the worst kind of a ladies man, heh-heh - or should I say the best kind?
- Cousin Harriet: Oh, I can believe it.
- Martha Grant: He built Gull Cottage and lived here. Quite a man, the Captain.
- Cousin Harriet: And, um, that must be quite a romance between him and Carolyn.
- Martha Grant: Romance?
- Cousin Harriet: Yes.
- Martha Grant: Well, it'd sure have to be a long distance one. The Captain died a hundred years ago.
- Cousin Harriet: Ah, ha-ha. A hundred years ago! She's been having a romance with a man who died a hundred years ago? Oh, that poor girl. That poor, poor girl. Oh!
- Claymore Gregg: Oh, would that I could remain here landlocked with you forever, but... the sea calls me. The salt is in my blood. I belong out there among the whales, the porpoises, the finnan haddie.
- Cousin Harriet: Just a minute. Don't I know you from someplace?
- Claymore Gregg: Imposible. I've never been there, madam.
- Cousin Harriet: [meeting Claymore as Claymore] I know. Without the beard you look exactly
- [to Carolyn]
- Cousin Harriet: like your Capt. Gregg.
- Carolyn Muir: [laughing nervously] Really? Well, what's so unusual about that? This is his twin brother, Claymore.
- Claymore Gregg: Yes, I look exactly like my twin brother.
- Cousin Harriet: Twin brother?
- Claymore Gregg: Identical. It got so that Mother used to diaper one of us twice.