"You bet we ain't!"
"Den Ah don't know nothin', an' Diana don't know nothin'. You'd better watch out, dat's all Ah say. Calaboose never wuz no black man's frien'."
"We's careful, paw. We got regular jobs."
"Dat's all Ah say. Bring out mah Bible, Babe; Ah ain't read de Scripchers for two years."
"We done jined de union, paw," said Babe, laying the shaggy-eared family Bible in the yellow circle of lamp light. "De miners' union."
"A lot you all know about unions!" sniffed Diana.
Tom nodded reverently. "Unions is good. Ah am de resurrection an' de life, says de Lawd. De Lawd done sont unions to he'p his cullud chillun."
"An' Jim's de finansher secretary. He gits de money."
"Dat's good too. You boys is hustlers, lak yo' ole paw was."
The Cole life went on as if he had never been away.