JOE. An' me support them?
JIM. [In disgust.] Hell!—
JOE. What's the matter?
JIM. Ain't he worth his wages?
JOE. I never said he wasn't.
JIM. [In superlative display.] And he's made nearly a whole set of furniture.
JOE. But if I went to Jefferson, I was goin' to leave this shop with
Dave.
LIZBETH. [With pride.] Dave!
JIM. Well, that's different. See here! You let 'em get married. I only want Dave to superintend this burnin'—it won't take two half-days a week to kind a-look it over—we kin get niggers to do the work, and Dave kin stay here.
LIZBETH. Dave!—