Lady M: Did you find any?
Cro: A few.
Lady M: Show me.
Cro: There you are!
Lady M: Pathetic.
Cro: I can't help it; there weren't any!
Lady M: No crumbles for you this winter m'lad.
Cro: I'll go again this afternoon.
Lady M: And make sure you come back with a good bag-full. Twelve Blackberries indeed!
(I did go out again, and came back with a reasonable supply; a winter without Blackberry and Apple Crumbles is simply unimaginable)