Hel. In the house. But you don’t want to see her yet. Wait until you understand what we want you to do.
(Susan goes to churn and begins churning.)
Roam. (looking at Percy). What’s all this, anyhow? You ain’t tryin’ to jolly me, are you?
Percy. Not a bit, my friend. See here! Do you want to earn five dollars?
Roam. Do I? Don’t I look as though I did? Why, I’ve been trampin’ for three weeks without findin’ a job. I hit the village over here last night an’ happened to land with Styles, the boss painter. This morning he found out that I was all right, so he sent me over here to paint a boat. But I didn’t think the boat was in the house. (Looks at Hel.)
Hel. The boat isn’t in the house. Percy, go on and tell him.
Percy. Mr. What’s-Your-Name——
Roam. Trotwell Roamer is my name, boss.
Percy. Well, Mr. Trotwell Roamer, there is a young lady in the house who is expecting a call from a young man she has never seen. She is looking for a husband, and she will no doubt be dead struck on you, if you take the part.
Roam. (looking at his overalls and ragged coat and laughing). Well, I don’t know why she wouldn’t be, boss. But go ahead with your game. Let me see the color of that five-spot first. Then I’ll feel more like listenin’ to you.